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POEMS.

Still to the fainting pilgrim words of cheer
  The sons of Ishmael spake,
Told of a well of living water near,
  That deathly thirst to slake ;

And pointed to a verdant garden-close
  Within the vision's scope,
Where El Arbaïn's rude, shattered arches rose
  On Horeb's blasted slope.

There, pillowed soon beneath that welcome shade,
  I heard the fountain's drip,
Then felt the o'erflowing cup of coolness laid
  Against my burning lip.

Oh! never juice, drawn from the choicest vine
  Whose favored root is fed
At the pure sources of the boasted Rhine,
  Or oldest river's head, —