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Bersaba

Or, The Love of David. A Poem. Written by Samuel Cobb
 

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He ended here. Cherubs and Seraphs sung,
Whilst with applause the starry Palace rung.
They tun'd their golden Harps: Heav'n's Monarch smil'd,
And streight became more merciful and mild.
His Rage departs: He feels his thoughtful Mind
Melt into Softness, and to Love inclin'd.
Then calls forth Gabri'l, Minister of Heav'n,
And Gen'ral of the fair selected Sev'n,
Who walk the Circuit of the World, to know
(Laborious Angels!) what we do below:

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No Sign of Anger now his looks betray'd,
But, smilingly, these pleasing words he said.
I'll try once More my stretching Grace, and know
How far the Mercy of a God will go.
Thrice among Monsters Jesse's Ofspring fell,
Thrice we the salvage Monsters did repell:
Himself a Monster now! but we forgive,
His bloody Crimes, and suffer him to live.
Hast then to Naioth's Town, our Prophets seat,
Who there enjoy Ease, and a learn'd retreat,
Bid Nathan go to David, and relate
Bersaba's wrongs, and just Uriah's fate,
Whose injur'd Ghost does still for Blood complain,
Unless his Sorrow washes out the stain.