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And he delivered them into the hands of the Gibeonites and they	A
hanged them in the hill before the Lord and they fell all seven	B
together and were put to death in the days of the harvest in the	C
first days in the beginning of barley harvest	D
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And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth and spread it for	E
her upon the rock from the beginning of harvest until the water	F
dropped upon them out of heaven and suffered neither the birds of the	C
air to rest upon them by day nor the beasts of the field by night	G
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SAMUEL xxi	H
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Hear what the desolate Rizpah said	I
As on Gibeah's rocks she watched the dead	I
The sons of Michal before her lay	A
And her own fair children dearer than they	A
By a death of shame they all had died	J
And were stretched on the bare rock side by side	J
And Rizpah once the loveliest of all	K
That bloomed and smiled in the court of Saul	K
All wasted with watching and famine now	L
And scorched by the sun her haggard brow	L
Sat mournfully guarding their corpses there	M
And murmured a strange and solemn air	M
The low heart broken and wailing strain	N
Of a mother that mourns her children slain	N
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I have made the crags my home and spread	I
On their desert backs my sackcloth bed	I
I have eaten the bitter herb of the rocks	H
And drunk the midnight dew in my locks	H
I have wept till I could not weep and the pain	N
Of my burning eyeballs went to my brain	N
Seven blackened corpses before me lie	O
In the blaze of the sun and the winds of the sky	O
I have watched them through the burning day	A
And driven the vulture and raven away	A
And the cormorant wheeled in circles round	P
Yet feared to alight on the guarded ground	P
And when the shadows of twilight came	Q
I have seen the hyena's eyes of flame	Q
And heard at my side his stealthy tread	I
But aye at my shout the savage fled	I
And I threw the lighted brand to fright	G
The jackal and wolf that yelled in the night	G
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Ye were foully murdered my hapless sons	H
By the hands of wicked and cruel ones	H
Ye fell in your fresh and blooming prime	R
All innocent for your father's crime	R
He sinned but he paid the price of his guilt	S
When his blood by a nameless hand was spilt	S
When he strove with the heathen host in vain	N
And fell with the flower of his people slain	N
And the sceptre his children's hands should sway	A
From his injured lineage passed away	A
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But I hoped that the cottage roof would be	T
A safe retreat for my sons and me	T
And that while they ripened to manhood fast	U
They should wean my thoughts from the woes of the past	U
And my bosom swelled with a mother's pride	J
As they stood in their beauty and strength by my side	J
Tall like their sire with the princely grace	H
Of his stately form and the bloom of his face	H
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Oh what an hour for a mother's heart	V
When the pitiless ruffians tore us apart	V
When I clasped their knees and wept and prayed	W
And struggled and shrieked to Heaven for aid	W
And clung to my sons with desperate strength	X
Till the murderers loosed my hold at length	X
And bore me breathless and faint aside	J
In their iron arms while my children died	J
They died and the mother that gave them birth	Y
Is forbid to cover their bones with earth	Y
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The barley harvest was nodding white	G
When my children died on the rocky height	G
And the reapers were singing on hill and plain	N
When I came to my task of sorrow and pain	N
But now the season of rain is nigh	O
The sun is dim in the thickening sky	O
And the clouds in sullen darkness rest	Z
Where he hides his light at the doors of the west	Z
I hear the howl of the wind that brings	H
The long drear storm on its heavy wings	H
But the howling wind and the driving rain	N
Will beat on my houseless head in vain	N
I shall stay from my murdered sons to scare	M
The beasts of the desert and fowls of air	M

William Cullen Bryant

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