The Avenged Bride; A Tale of the Glens [In Verse] with Notes, Historical and Descriptive of the Northern Coast of the County of Antrim (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1833. Excerpt: ... THE AVENGED BRIDE. CANTO IV. I. Sublime Glenarriff from my heart, all hail Like friends long parted, with what joy we meet Oh how I long to wander through thy vale--Though here, alas those friends I ne'er can greet, "Who added charms to each romantic dale But still remembrance makes the past more sweet--Thy mounts, rocks, floods, my muse must now explore, T' enrich her fancy with their classic store. II. Sweet vale by cloud-capp'd mountains bounded in With what majestic swell your sides arise Disclaiming with your kindred earth a kin, And, based on ocean, lift your heads to skies; Who can behold you, and not think of Him That bid you forth from nothing to arise Whose plastic hand the mighty structure raised, Nor feel his soul with awe and wonder seized. III. With what enthusiasm we feel inspired. When up these heart-exulting heights we climb Our minds expand, our senses seem all fired, And heaven-lit feelings, holy and sublime, Pervade our inmost souls, when we've inquired How Great Jehovah chose, in olden time, In his unsearchable, unfathom'd plan, Some mountain's summit, to converse with man IV. Behold the Patriarch, by Divine command, Unmurmuring, the Mount of God ascend; The firstling of his heart, with ready hand, (Nor with expostulation dar'd t' offend, ) Upon the altar, bound wifh firmest band, His only son, an offering up to send--When lo Heaven's mercy-breathing voice, he rais'd his eyes, And, on Jehovah-jireh,1 found a sacrifice. V. See favour'd Moses converse with the Lord On Sinai's top, and at the burning bush And all the mystic arts of our adored And bless'd Redeemer, beaming with the flush Of his refulgent glory, through the word Of his own inspir'd book, upon us rush; And, on that sacred page, the incarnate God we see On Olive'...