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VERSES.
Had I the Hebrew Prophet's power,
To strike the rock, and give
The waters, freely gushing o'er,
To those who drink and live;

Then would I touch the stony heart,
And bid the tears come forth;
The cruel spirit should depart,
That pains this suffering earth.

Vain hope!—but drop by drop, the stone
Some faint impression wears,
So fervently I labour on,
And wait the future years.