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The proud shall pass, forgot; the chill. 
 Damp, trickling Vault their only 
 mourner ! 
 Not so the regal Rose, that still 
 
 Clung to the Breast which first had 
 worn her! 
 
 O Thou, who mark'st the Mourner's path,. 
 To sad Jeshurun's Sons attend ! 
 
 Amid the Light'nings of thy Wrath 
 The showers of Consolation sendt 
 
 Jehovah frowns! the Islands bow! 
 
 And Prince and People kiss the Rod! — 
 Their dread chastising Judge wert thou ! 
 
 Be thou their Comforter, O God! 
 
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 Mourn for Britannia's hopes decayed. 
 Her Daughters wail their dear Defence, 
 
 Their fair Example, prostrate lay'd. 
 Chaste Love and fervid Innocence. 
 
 While Grief in song shall seek repose. 
 We will take up a Mourning yearly : 
 
 To wail the Blow that crush'd the Rose 
 So dearly priz'd and lov'd so dearly. 
 
 Long as the Fount of Song overflows. 
 Will I the yearly dirge renew: 
 
 Mourn for the firstling of the Rose, 
 That snapt the stem on which it grew. 
 
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 Mourn for the widow'd Lord in chief. 
 Who wails and will not solaced be! 
 
 Mourn for the childless Father^s grief. 
 The wedded Lover's Agony ! 
 
 Mourn for the Prince, who rose at Morn 
 To seek and bless the firstling Bud 
 
 Of his own Rose, and found the Thorn, 
 Its point bedew'd with tears of blood. 
 
 O press again that murmuring string! 
 
 Again bewail that princely Sire! 
 A destin'd Queen, a future King 
 
 He uiourns on one funereal pyre. 
 
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 Mourn the bright Rose, that bloom'd and 
 went, 
 
 ^Ere half disclosed its vernal hue! 
 Mourn the green Bud, so rudely rent. 
 
 It brake the stem on which it grew. 
 
 Mourn for the universal Woe 
 
 With solemn dirge and fault'ring tongue: 
 For England's Lady is laid low. 
 
 So dear, so lovely, and so young! 
 
 The Blossoms on her Tree of Life 
 Shone with the dews of recent Bliss: 
 
 Transplanted in that deadly strife. 
 She plucks its fruits in Paradise. 
 
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ISRAEL'S LAMENT. 
 
 JjloURN, Israel! Sons of Israel, mourn! 
 
 Give utterance to the inward throe! 
 As wails, of her first Love forlorn. 
 
 The Virgin clad in robes of woe. 
 
 Mottt^ the young Mother, snatch'd away 
 From Light and Life's ascending Sun ! 
 
 Mourn for the Babe, Death's voiceless prey, 
 Earn'd by Ipng pangs and lost 'ere won. 
 
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 ST. JAMES'S PLACE, ALDGATE, 
 
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 THE 
 
 PRINCESS CHARLOTTE. 
 
 By HYMAN HURWITZ, 
 
 MASTER OF THE HEBREW ACADEMY, 
 
 HIGHGATE : 
 
 WITH A. TRANSLATION IN 
 
 English Verse, by S. T. COLERIDGE, Esq. 
 
 Hotttron: 
 
 Printed by H. Burnett, 2, St. James'' s Place, Aldgate; 
 
 AND SOLD BY T. BOOSEY, 4, OLD BROAD STREET; 
 LACKINGTON, ALLEN, AND CO. FIN8BURY SQUARE ; 
 BRIGGS AND BURTON, 156, LEADENHALL STREET; AND 
 H. BARNETT, HEBREW BOOKSELLER, 2, ST. JAM£S*S 
 PLACE, ALDGATE. 
 
 1817. 
 

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 This thy own Vine, which thou didst rear, 
 And train up for us from the royal root, 
 Protect, O Lord ! and to the Nations near 
 
 Long let it shelter yield, and fruit. 
 
 Thy mercies, Lord, are sweet; 
 And Peace and Mercy meet, 
 Before thy Judgment seat : 
 Lord, hear us ! we entreat ! 
 
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 Lord, comfort thou the royal line: 
 Let Peace and Joy watch round us hand and hand ! 
 Our Nobles visit with thy grace divine, 
 
 And banish sorrow from the land! 
 
 Thy mercies. Lord, are sweet; 
 And Peace and Mercy meet, 
 Before thy Judgment seat : 
 Lord, hear us ! we entreat ! 
 
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 HYMN. 
 
 I. 
 
 O thponM in Heav'n ! Sole Ki»g of kings, 
 Jehovah ! hear thy Children's prayers and sighs ! 
 Thou Binder of the broken heart ! with wings 
 
 Of healing on thy people rise 1 
 
 Thy mercies, L^d, «,fe sweet ; 
 And Peace and Merey meet^ 
 Before itjiiy JiM^grpient seat : 
 Lord, hear us 1 we entreat ! 
 
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 When angry clouds thy throne surrpund, 
 E'en from the cloud thou bid'st thy mercy shine : 
 And ere thy rigi^tepus vengeance gtrijies the wound. 
 
 Thy grace prepares the balm divine ! 
 
 Thy mercies, Lord, are sweet ; 
 And i*ea,ce and Mercy meet, 
 Beforp tfiy Judgment seat : 
 Lord, hear us ! we ei^trejit ! 
 
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 The Parent tree thy hand did spaire — 
 It fell not till the ripen'd fruit was won : 
 Beneath its shade the Scion flourished fair, 
 And for the Sire thou gav'st the Son. 
 
 Thy mercies, Lord, are sweet ; 
 And Peace and Mercy meet. 
 Before thy Judgment seat : 
 Lord, hear us ! we entreat ! 
 
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 United then let us repair, 
 
 As round our common Parentis gr^ve j 
 And pouring out our heart in prayer, 
 
 Our heav'nly Father's mercy crave. 
 
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 Until Jehovah from his throne 
 
 Shall heed his suffering people^s fears ;; 
 Shall turn to song the Mourner's groan, 
 
 To smiles of joy the Nation's tears. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 Praise to the Lord ! Loud praises sing ! 
 
 And bless Jehovah's righteous hand! 
 Again he bids a George, our King, 
 
 Dispense his blessings to the Land. 
 
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 But he is gone — the Just ! the Good I 
 Not dbuld a Nation's pray 'r delay 
 
 TKe heavenly' rtleedv tliat Ibng had stood 
 BSs pottibti * in the' realihs' of d^y . 
 
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 Beyond the itiighty Mk^s exterit' 
 
 The mightier Nation motrrtts her Chief 
 Him Judah's Daughter shall lament, 
 
 In tears: of fervbur, love and grief. 
 
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 Britaliriia ifioiimi^ ih silent gtief ; 
 
 Her heart a ' pirey' to inward woe . 
 In vain she strives to find relief, 
 
 Her pang so great, so great the blow. 
 
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 Britannia i Sister ! woe is me I 
 
 Full fain would I console thy woe. 
 But, ah ! how shall I comfort thee, 
 
 Who need the balm, I would bestow? 
 
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 Hia word appall'd the sons of pride, 
 Iniquity far wing'd her way ; 
 
 Deceit and fraud were scatter'd wide, 
 And truth resum'd her sacred sway. 
 
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 He sooth'd the wretched, and the prey 
 From impious tyranny he tore ; 
 
 He stayM th* Usurper's iron sway, 
 
 And bade the Spoiler waste no more. 
 
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 tliou too, Jeishurun's Daughter ! thou, 
 
 Th' oppress'd of nations and the. scorn ^ 
 
 Didst hail on his benignant brow 
 
 That safety dawning like the morn. 
 
 The scoff of each unfeeling mind, 
 
 Thy doom was hard, and keen thy grief: 
 
 Beneath his throne, peace thou didst find. 
 And blest the hand that gave relief. 
 
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 E^en when a, fatal cloud overspread - 
 
 The moonlight splendour of his sway. 
 
 Yet still the hght remainM, and shed 
 
 Mild radiance on the traveller's way. 
 
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 Our Crown, our heart's D&sire is fled ! 
 
 Bfitannla's glory moults its wing! 
 I^et us, with ashes on our head, 
 
 Raise ur a mourning;^ for our King. 
 
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 Lo ! of his beams ther Day-Star shorn,* 
 Sad gleams the Moon through cloudy veilt 
 
 The Stars are dim ! Our Nobles mourn. 
 The Matrons weep, their* Children wail. 
 
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 No age records a King- so just, 
 
 His virtues numerous as. his-days; 
 
 The Lord Jehovah was his trust. 
 
 And truth with mercy ruled his ways. 
 
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 His Love was bounded by no^ Clinter: 
 Each diverse Race, each distant Clan 
 
 He govern'd by this truth sublime, 
 
 " God only knows the heart — not man." 
 
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 OPPRESSED, confused with grief and pain. 
 And inly shrinking from the blow, 
 
 In vain I seek the dirgeful strain : 
 The wonted words refuse to flow. 
 
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 A fear in every face I find, 
 
 Each voice is that of one who grieves ; 
 And all my Soul, to grief resigned, 
 
 Reflects the sorrow, it receives. 
 
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 The. Day-Star of our glory sets ! 
 
 Our King has breathed his latest breath ! 
 Each heart its wonted pulse forgets, 
 
 As if it ownM the pow'r of death. 
 
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 TEARS OF A GRATEFUL PEOPLE, 
 
 A HEBREW 
 
 Chminted in the Great Synagogue, St. Jameses Place, 
 ALDGATE, 
 
 ON THE DAY OF THE FUNERAL 
 
 OF HIS LATE MOST SACRED MAJB8TT 
 
 KING GEORGE III. 
 
 eF BLESSBD MEMOnV. 
 
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 By HYMAN HURWITZ, 
 
 OF HIGHGATE. 
 
 TRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH VERSE, 
 
 BY A FRIEND. 
 
 FOURTH EDITION. 
 
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