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Title: Saul
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Browning, Robert, 1812-1889 MacVannel, John Angus, 1871-1915
Subjects: Saul, King of Israel
Publisher: (New York) T.Y. Crowell & company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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e now with eyes for the actual; begin with the seers ! 26 Is Saul dead ? In the depth of the vale makehis tomb — bid arise A gray mountain of marble heaped four-square,till, built to the skies, Let it mark where the great First King slum-bers : whose fame would ye know ? Up above see the rocks naked face, where therecord shall go In great characters cut by the scribe, — Suchwas Saul, so he did ; With the sages directing the work, by the popu-lace chid, — For not half, they 11 affirm, is comprised there !Which fault to amend. In the grove with his kind grows the cedar,whereon they shall spend (See, in tablets tis level before them) their praise, and recordWith the gold of the graver, Sauls story, —thestatesmans great word27 Side by side with the poets sweet comment. The river s a-waveWith smooth paper-reeds grazing each other when prophet-winds rave :So the pen gives unborn generations their due and their partIn thy being ! Then, first of the mighty, thank God that thou art! 28
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XIV. And behold while I sang . . . but O Thou who didst grant me that day,And before it not seldom hast granted thy help to essay,Carry on and complete an adventure, — my shield and my swordIn that act where my soul was thy servant, thy word was my word, —Still be with me, who then at the summit of human endeavorAnd scaling the highest, mans thought could, gazed hopeless as everOn the new stretch of heaven above me — till, mighty to save,Just one lift of thy hand cleared that distance — Gods throne from mans grave !Let me tell out my tale to its ending — my voice to my heart 29 Which can scarce dare believe in what marvelslast night I took part, As this morning I gather the fragments, alonewith my sheep, And still fear lest the terrible glory evanish likesleep ! For I wake in the gray dewy covert, whileHebron upheaves The dawn struggling with night on his shoul-der, and Kidron retrieves Slow the damage of yesterdays sunshine. 30

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