The Wild Gazelle
- 1The wild gazelle on Judah's hills
- 2Exulting yet may bound,
- 3And drink from all the living rills
- 4That gush on holy ground;
- 5Its airy step and glorious eye
- 6May glance in tameless transport by:--
- 7A step as fleet, an eye more bright,
- 8Hath Judah witnessed there;
- 9And o'er her scenes of lost delight
- 10Inhabitants more fair.
- 11The cedars wave on Lebanon,
- 12But Judah's statelier maids are gone!
- 13Than Israel's scattered race;
- 14For, taking root, it there remains
- 15In solitary grace:
- 16It cannot quit its place of birth,
- 17It will not live in other earth.
- 18But we must wander witheringly,
- 19In other lands to die;
- 20And where our fathers' ashes be,
- 21Our own may never lie:
- 22Our temple hath not left a stone,
- 23And Mockery sits on Salem's throne.