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Christmas at the hall

Chapter 63: Hebrew Melody.
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This collection presents a sequence of poems built around a framing Christmas family gathering that links diverse shorter pieces; it moves between domestic sketches, seasonal and religious meditations, elegies and occasional tributes. Maritime landscapes and coastal scenes appear alongside reflective night musings, sonnets and ballads, while personal aspiration toward the poetic calling recurs in a few direct addresses. The verse varies in metre and tone, alternating descriptive natural imagery, moral and devotional reflection, and narrative fragments, producing an earnest, uneven but sincere portrait of a nineteenth-century poet testing his powers across themes of home, nature, loss, and hope.

Hebrew Melody.

Oh! weep for Judah’s daughters,
Who sat them down to weep,
By Babel’s flowing waters
With willows o’er their deep;
There hung their harps in sorrow,
Whilst for their land they sigh.
With hearts too sad to borrow
Sweet joy from melody.
“A song of Zion sing us,”
The foe insulting said,
Some sacred theme now give us
In lofty notes arrayed.
Oh how in exile can we
Such base demand fulfil?
When, Salem, we forget thee,
Each hand forget its skill!