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Soon as the Morning did her Beams display,
And blushing, gave the Signals of the Day:
With joyful haste the brave Urias went,
Bearing his Sentence to great Joab's Tent;
He goes, but streight lies mingled with the slain
Of val'ant Thousands stretch'd upon the Plain;
The cloud of Death o'ercasts his glimm'ring Eyes,
His bleeding Ghost sinks downward to the Skies.
And blushing, gave the Signals of the Day:
With joyful haste the brave Urias went,
Bearing his Sentence to great Joab's Tent;
He goes, but streight lies mingled with the slain
Of val'ant Thousands stretch'd upon the Plain;
The cloud of Death o'ercasts his glimm'ring Eyes,
His bleeding Ghost sinks downward to the Skies.
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