The Young Captives: A Story of Judah and Babylon by Erasmus W. Jones
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that they are all gone, let us have one dear little song from thee."
"Ah, precious child!" said Esrom, at the same time brushing away a fugitive tear, "I play so seldom nowadays, I fear I would not appear to very good advantage among such fine performers." "Nay, father! but thy playing is far superior to our best performances." "Well, Perreeza, I will try; but I fear my song will make thee sad." "Sadness at times, dear father, is far more profitable to the mind than hilarity." "True, my daughter! True! We both know it by experience." The Hebrew took the harp, and, in tones peculiar for their sweetness, sang a plaintive melody. CHAPTER XVI. GREAT success attended the reign of the King of Babylon. His powerful legions had proved victorious in every clime. In addition to Judea, he had subjugated Egypt, Syria, Phoenicia, and Arabia. Peace once more was proclaimed, and the great body of the army was called home. The monarch's popularity was unbounded, and his praises were loudly trumpeted on the wings of every breeze, from east to west, and from north to south. The Chaldean empire rose still higher in glory, while numerous tributaries continued to pour their streams of gold into its already rich treasuries. |
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