A SONG for Israel's God! Spear, crest, and helm Lay by the billows of the old Red Sea, When Miriam's voice o'er that sepulchral realm Sent on the blast a hymn of jubilee. With her lit eye, and long hair floating free, Queen-like she stood, and glorious was the strain, E'en as instinct with the tempestuous glee Of the dark waters, tossing o'er the slain, A song for God's own victory! Oh, thy lays, Bright poesy! were holy in their birth: How hath it died, thy seraph-note of praise, In the bewildering melodies of earth! Return from troubling, bitter founts -- return, Back to the life-springs of thy native urn! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NATURE (2) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON TO THE MEMORY OF MY BELOVED MASTER WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE by BEN JONSON THE LADY POVERTY by ALICE MEYNELL TO BESSIE HAWES, MAY QUEEN by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD LANDSCAPE by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE THE DRUG-SHOP, OR, ENDYMION IN EDMONSTOUN by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET |