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HEBREW MELODIES.
SAUL.
I.Thou whose spell can raise the dead,Bid the prophet's form appear."Samuel, raise thy buried head!"King, behold the phantom seer!"Earth yawn'd; he stood the centre of a cloud:Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud.Death stood all glassy in his fixed eye;His hand was withered, and his veins were dry;His foot, in bony whiteness, glittered there,Shrunken and sinewless, and ghastly bare:From lips that moved not and unbreathing frame,Like cavern'd winds, the hollow accents came.Saul saw, and fell to earth, as falls the oak,At once, and blasted by the thunder-stroke.
