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William Wordsworth - A Jewish Family In A Small Valley Opposite St. Goar, Upon The Rhine
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          GENIUS of Raphael! if thy wings
            Might bear thee to this glen,
          With faithful memory left of things
            To pencil dear and pen,
          Thou would`st forego the neighbouring Rhine,
            And all his majesty--
          A studious forehead to incline
            O`er this poor family.

          The Mother--her thou must have seen,
            In spirit, ere she came                                   
          To dwell these rifted rocks between,
            Or found on earth a name;
          An image, too, of that sweet Boy,
            Thy inspirations give--
          Of playfulness, and love, and joy,
            Predestined here to live.

          Downcast, or shooting glances far,
            How beautiful his eyes,
          That blend the nature of the star
            With that of summer skies!                                
          I speak as if of sense beguiled;
            Uncounted months are gone,
          Yet am I with the Jewish Child,
            That exquisite Saint John.

          I see the dark-brown curls, the brow,
            The smooth transparent skin,
          Refined, as with intent to show
            The holiness within;
          The grace of parting Infancy
            By blushes yet untamed;                                   
          Age faithful to the mother`s knee,
            Nor of her arms ashamed.

          Two lovely Sisters, still and sweet
            As flowers, stand side by side;
          Their soul-subduing looks might cheat
            The Christian of his pride:
          Such beauty hath the Eternal poured
            Upon them not forlorn,
          Though of a lineage once abhorred,
            Nor yet redeemed from scorn.                              

          Mysterious safeguard, that, in spite
            Of poverty and wrong,
          Doth here preserve a living light,
            From Hebrew fountains sprung;
          That gives this ragged group to cast
            Around the dell a gleam
          Of Palestine, of glory past,
            And proud Jerusalem!
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