The poetical works of Robert Stephen Hawker Edited from the original manuscripts and annotated copies together with a prefatory notice and bibliography by Alfred Wallis |
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ISHA CHERIOTH.
They say his sin was dark and deep,
Men shudder at his name—
They spurn at me because I weep,
They call my sorrow, shame.
Men shudder at his name—
They spurn at me because I weep,
They call my sorrow, shame.
I know not! I remember well
Our city's native street,
The path—the olive trees—the dell
Where Cherioth's daughters meet:
Our city's native street,
The path—the olive trees—the dell
Where Cherioth's daughters meet:
And there, where clustering vineyards rest,
And palms look forth above,
He kindled in my maiden-breast
The glory of his love!
And palms look forth above,
He kindled in my maiden-breast
The glory of his love!
He left me—but with holier thought,
Bound for a mightier scene;
In proud Capernaum's path he sought
The noble Nazarene!
Bound for a mightier scene;
In proud Capernaum's path he sought
The noble Nazarene!
They tell of treachery bought and sold—
Perchance their words be truth—
I only see the scenes of old;
I hear his voice in youth.
Perchance their words be truth—
I only see the scenes of old;
I hear his voice in youth.
And I sit, as Rizpah sate,
Where life and hope are fled,
I sought him not in happier state,
I will not leave my dead!
Where life and hope are fled,
I sought him not in happier state,
I will not leave my dead!
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No! I must weep, though all around
Be hatred and despair;
One sigh shall soothe this fatal ground,
A Cherioth maiden's prayer!
Be hatred and despair;
One sigh shall soothe this fatal ground,
A Cherioth maiden's prayer!
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