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From A Hebrew Poem of Aben Ezra,
Translated From The
Original
By A. A., of Liverpool.
In
songs of luxury and love, the Ishmaelite pours forth
his soul,
The Idumean’s warlike strains—revenge and hostile
deeds extol;
The Greek in classic note proclaims his love of
science and of art;
And chaunting their enigmas wild, the Indians
parables impart.
But ‘tis the Israelite alone to whom that sacred
theme belongs,
To praise the Lord, the God of Hosts, in tones of
love and endless songs. |
