Henry Livingston (Генри Ливингстон)
Apostrophe
Of RISPAH. (who had been the concubine of King SAUL) when DAVID hanged her children, because their father had done amiss.From morn to eve from eve to rosy morn, On this bleak rock I’ll lay me all forlorn; Here will I stay, tho’ tempests frown around, Fierce lightnings glare, or earthquakes rock the ground. The prowling wolves, the hungry birds of prey, Pierc’d with my moans, will rove another way: Less steel’d than man, with hearts dissolv’d they go, And lose their nature at the voice of woe. And did ye, O my hapless offspring! bleed For your unhappy father’s thoughtless deed? He fell, alas! on Gilboa’s fatal plain, And gave his life ’mong thousands nobly slain. --He had his faults; but he was kind and brave, And with him all his errors found a grave; -- Thus fondly I With cursed, deadly hate Against his house are hurl’d the bolts of state; For royal David, wrapt in purple-grieves While one of Saul’s unfort’nate lineage lives: His word is fate -- myself, my children all, Must in an undistinguish’d ruin fall.
Henry Livingston’s other poems:
- To the Memory of Henry Welles Livingston
- 1819 New Year’s Carrier’s Address
- Acknowledgement
- Dialogue
- The Procession
Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):
