ISRAELITISH WOMAN.
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Recitative._ That strain once more! it bids remembrance rise,And brings my long-lost country to mine eyes.Ye fields of Sharon, dress'd in flowery pride;Ye plains, where Kedron rolls its glassy tide;Ye hills of Lebanon, with cedars crown'd;Ye Gilead groves, that fling perfumes around:How sweet those groves! those plains how wondrous fair!But doubly sweet when Heaven was with us there. _Air._ O Memory, thou fond deceiver!Still importunate and vain;To former joys recurring ever,And turning all the past to pain;Hence, intruder most distressing!Seek the happy and the free;The wretch who wants each other blessing,Ever wants a friend in thee.
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