POETRY. 603 



" Upon Egypt's land, of so healing a power, 

 " So balmy a virtue, that ev'n in the hour 

 " That drop descends, contagion dies, 

 " And health reanimates earth and skies ! — 

 " Oh, is it not thus, thou man of sin, 



" The precious tears of repentance fall ? 

 " Though foul thy fiery plagues within, 



" One heavenly drop hath dispell'd them all !" 

 And now — behold him kneeling there 

 By the child's side, in humble prayer. 

 While the same sun-beam shines upon 

 The guilty and the guiltless one. 

 And hymns of joy proclaim through Heaven 

 The triumph of a Soul forgiven ! 



'Twas when the golden orb had set. 

 While on their knees they linger'd yet. 

 There fell a light, more lovely far 

 Than ever came from sun or star. 

 Upon the tear that, warm and meek, 

 Dew'd that repentant sinner's cheek : 

 To mortal eye this light might seem 

 A northern flash or meteor beam — 

 But well th' enraptm-'d Peri knew 

 'Twas a bright smile the Angel threw 

 From Heaven's gate, to hail that tear 

 Her harbinger of glory near ! 



" Joy, joy for ever I my task is done — 



" The Gates are pass'd, and Heaven is won! 



" Oh ! am I not happy ? I am, I am — 



" To thee, sweet Eden ! how dark and sad 

 "■ Are the diamond turrets of Shadukiam, 



" And the fragrant bowers of Amberabad! 



" Farewell, ye odours of Earth, that die, 

 " Passing away like a lover's sigh ; — 

 " My feast is now of the Tooba Tree, 

 " Whose scent is the breath of Eternity ! 



' ' Farewell ye vanishing flowers, that shone 



" In my fairy wreath, so bright and brief, — 

 " Oh, what are the brightest that e'er have blown, 

 " To the lote tree, springing by Alla's Throne, 



" Whose flowers have a soul in every leaf! 

 " Joy, joy for ever ! — my task is done — 

 " The bates are pass'd, and Heav'n is won !" 



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