. Poems: containing The retrospect, odes, elegies, sonnets, &c. [ 113 ] DEATH OF MOSES. Israel, my hour is come! Borne on the wings of time Death marks his destind in the fullness of my age,Ere faint my shrunken limbs wax weak, Ere dim my rayless eye,Of years and honours full, I seek the tomb. Offspring of A BR AM, Moses guardian voiceNo more shall breathe the willOf your protecting not to me is givenOn Canaans promisd landAt last to rest in peace :For not to me is givenOer Jordans barrier floodTo reach the abundant clime:On Moabs pathless plainsMust Moses rest in C 11

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. Poems: containing The retrospect, odes, elegies, sonnets, &c. [ 113 ] DEATH OF MOSES. Israel, my hour is come! Borne on the wings of time Death marks his destind in the fullness of my age,Ere faint my shrunken limbs wax weak, Ere dim my rayless eye,Of years and honours full, I seek the tomb. Offspring of A BR AM, Moses guardian voiceNo more shall breathe the willOf your protecting not to me is givenOn Canaans promisd landAt last to rest in peace :For not to me is givenOer Jordans barrier floodTo reach the abundant clime:On Moabs pathless plainsMust Moses rest in C 114 ] When wandering oer the desert wilds of Zin Faint grew your parched frames,Then Israel sinnd against the God of Hosts. Have ye forgot the hour Wlien murmuring Anger buzzd Along the busy tents? Have ye-forgot the hour When, bold in secrecy. Seditions impious feet Stole on from tent to tent ?Then Israel sinnd against the God of Hosts; On me his vengeance fell. Twas there where Miriam died, Where oer a sisters corfeI reard in grief the monumental stone. Twas

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