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Enquires not if the breast it means to pierce
Hush'd be thy fears.
God hardens no man's heart.
Joc. As the withdrawing of the sun's warm beams, Leaving the chill wave to its natural temper, Congeals the liquid stream. Mir.
E'en so, my mother. Joc. Protect thy people, Lord, and spare my son. Mir. Ah! what successive scenes in order pass ! I see all Israel march. Ah, glorious vision ! Myriads ! A moving nation ! Moses leads. Here manly vigour marches in the van; There female weakness follows as it may: Here helpless childhood, there decrepid age !
Now they advance! patient, they cheer each other.
Joc. Nothing remains. Mir.
Joc. But dare they venture on ?
Yes! they dare venture.
They touch the farther shore. How loud their joy!
And have they 'scapill
Mir. Arm’d at all points sce Egypt's song advance! They reach the open passage. Joc.
All in lost.
stays them ;
Joc. Can this be realis'd?
It can, it will. 'Tis great ; but great is He whose will controln it. Methinks I hear the shouts of victory, I hear triumphant Moses' grateful song! Thou art our strength, O Lord ! the work is thine. Thine is the power, and thine be all the praise ; Pharaoh is sunk -- his chariots and his host Plung'd in the dark abyss ! As lead they sank. To save the favour'd sons of Jacob's race, The flood, no longer liquid, stood congeal’d. The crystal wall stood firm, as Israel pass’d: When Egypt came, the crystal wall dissolv’d. Thou didst stretch forth Thy hand, and Moses pass'd; Thou didst stretch forth Thy hand, and Pharaoh sank. Lord ! who among the gods is like to Thee ?
Fearful in praises, wonderful in power,
Joc. How should a worm contend against his God?
Mir. Not Pharaoh, nor his captains ; not the sea, With all the perils of his roaring waves ; Not Pi-hahiroth's mountains capt with clouds, Can ought obstruct, while God is on our side. O let the nations hear, the heathen tremble, The people wail ; let Palestine go weep. Thou hast redeem'd thy chosen from the grasp Of hard oppression. Thou shalt bring them out, And firmly plant them in thy holy place. Thy purchas'd people shall inhabit there, The mount of thine inheritance ! Joc.
My daughter! Thy spirit sinks beneath the mighty impulse.
Mir. Again ! my mother! heard I not the shouts, The song of victory ? I too shall join it! Yes, Miriam's feeble voice shall aid the chorus, And swell the hymn of triumph. Israel's daughters With songs and timbrels shall prolong the strain.
Joc. 0. thy prophetic mind! what wonders fill it! Mir. This is not all. The wonder is to come!
This land of promise, wealthy Canaan's land,
Note. - The Author is fearful that she may be thought, in this last part, to have exceeded the bounds of poetical license. For though Miriam, in the chapter which contains the Song of Moses *, is called a prophetess; and though the prophet Micah, in his sixth chapter, speaks of Miriam as assisting jointly with her brothers, Moses and Aaron, in the redemption of Israel from captivity, yet we hear little or nothing of her elsewhere in her prophetic character.
* Exodus, chap. xv.