And sparkling gems adorn the tissued vest.
On Gilboa’s heights the mighty vanquished lies,
The son of Saul, the generous and the just;
Let streaming sorrow ever fill these eyes,
Let sacred tears bedew a brother’s dust.
Thy firm regard revered thy David’s name,
And kindest thoughts in kindest acts expressed;
Not brighter glows the pure and generous flame
That lives within the tender virgin’s breast.
But vain the tear and vain the bursting sigh,