Poems (Argent)/Rebekah at the Well
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REBEKAH AT THE WELL.
"Behold, Rebekah came forth with her pitcher on her shoulder; and she went down unto the well to draw water."
Genesis xxiv. 45.
BEFORE the well she stood,
A vision slim and fair,
In the first flush of womanhood,
With long dark flowing hair.
With grateful shade, in calm repose
The spreading palms above her rose!
A vision slim and fair,
In the first flush of womanhood,
With long dark flowing hair.
With grateful shade, in calm repose
The spreading palms above her rose!
The pitcher poised aloft
On shoulder bare reclined,
Round which the wandering tresses soft
In rich luxuriance twined.
The light of evening drooped and fell
Round a tired traveller by the well.
On shoulder bare reclined,
Round which the wandering tresses soft
In rich luxuriance twined.
The light of evening drooped and fell
Round a tired traveller by the well.
The sunset's golden hue
Around her seemed to dwell,
As the full pitcher forth she drew
From out the brimming well,
The water bubbled to the brink
As the tired servant stooped to drink.
Around her seemed to dwell,
As the full pitcher forth she drew
From out the brimming well,
The water bubbled to the brink
As the tired servant stooped to drink.
The thirsty camels near
Laid resting, but she gave
Them from her pitcher fresh and clear
The pure and cooling wave.
And swiftly on the needs of man
And weary beasts, her footsteps ran.
Laid resting, but she gave
Them from her pitcher fresh and clear
The pure and cooling wave.
And swiftly on the needs of man
And weary beasts, her footsteps ran.
This beauteous picture gleams
In splendour to mine eyes,
Sweet with all oriental dreams
And glowing Eastern skies.
The comely damsel slim and fair
With pitcher poised on shoulder bare!
In splendour to mine eyes,
Sweet with all oriental dreams
And glowing Eastern skies.
The comely damsel slim and fair
With pitcher poised on shoulder bare!