The Christian Harp - Verse Author:John Sheppard General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1859 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: How stern the doom -- that, when thy grasp benign Had oft redeem'd whom snowy blasts laid low, The last -- benighted -- deem'd thee but his foe, And while his life he ow'd thee, menac'd thine: Nay, smote the fancied wolf with fatal stroke, And wrought his mute deliverer mortal harm ; O gallant dog -- thy love could not disarm That blinded passion, nor the blow revoke. So, many a self-devoting friend of man, Hath found him, in mistake or malice, blind; The generous purpose cruelly malign'd, And love aspers'd by hatred's poisonous ban. -- No, Barry, no ! thou canst not all be dead ! Thy earnest kindness, sure, must yet be warm : The brave quick impulses that mov'd thy form Were not dull clay, nor of mere vapours bred. Not e'en thy frame, hath mingled with the sod ; Why may not thy true soul, in some fair scene, Some gorge of Alpine verdure subterrene, Await the uprising of the sons of God 1 Note V. LUCERN. E. IS CONVALESCENCE FROM SICKNESS. June, 1857. Soon, glorious Alps, we part! Strength is not given Now, as in summers of departed youth, To tread your heights precipitous, and gaze Afar, into your roseate wilderness New tinted at sunrising by his touch Who sculptur'd all your pyramids, and paints His radiant frescoes on your passive snows. But I have seen you hail'd you; -- gliding by On the calm bosom of your sinuous lake, Cradle of Alpine freedom, rock'd in storms Of ages ; where each soft and emerald mead, And each sheer massy front of uncloth'd rock, And every breezy forest, hath its tale Of antique self-devotement. I have had These evening glimpses of your...« less