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The other sons of Ham settled Egypt and Assyria, and, conjointly with Shem, Persia, and afterward, to some extent, the Grecian and Roman empires. The history of these nations gives no verification of the prophecy. Whereas, the history of Canaan's descendants for more than three thousand years, records its fulfilment.
There is a negro variation "Canaan's fair and happy land," given to the old hymn, "Canaan's happy shore," which, better known by its chorus: "Say, brothers, will you meet us?" and turned by the soldiers into the grand "John Brown's body's moldering in the grave, but his soul is marching on," was paraphrased by Julia Ward Howe into a "battle hymn."
Mother's milk, Purefoy, the milk of human kin, milk too of those burgeoning stars overhead rutilant in thin rainvapour, punch milk, such as those rioters will quaff in their guzzling den, milk of madness, the honeymilk of Canaan's land. Thy cow's dug was tough, what? Ay, but her milk is hot and sweet and fattening. No dollop this but thick rich bonnyclaber. To her, old patriarch! Pap!
For the location and boundaries of Canaan's posterity, see Gen. x. 15-19. So a prophecy of evil to one people, is quoted to justify its infliction upon another. Perhaps it may be argued that Canaan includes all Ham's posterity. If so, the prophecy is yet unfulfilled.
Dogs trotted about with their tails in the air, sniffing, quivering; there was a warm, cutting smell of harness, axle-grease, horse-flesh. The sun beat down upon it all and into it till the whole scene hung electrified, etched out in light, a supreme moment on the very top of Canaan's history.
"Lamb of God, enthroned on high, Look on us with pitying eye While we raise our earnest cry For our babes to thee. Once thy followers infants spurned; But thy bosom o'er them yearned, Nor from Canaan's daughters turned Thy all-pitying eye. Thou didst give our spirits rest, "When with sin and grief oppressed, In thy gentle, loving breast: Shelter, then, our babes.
And then the tall, weird minister got to his feet, and in his strong, bell-like, beautiful voice the only beautiful thing about him he said with infinite mournful pathos: 'Let us unite in singing the last hymn on the hymn-sheet; the last hymn on the hymn-sheet, number eleven. 'Fair waved the golden corn, In Canaan's pleasant land. The organ tuned up promptly.
For the location and boundaries of Canaan's posterity, see Gen. x. 15-19. So a prophecy of evil to one people, is quoted to justify its infliction upon another. Perhaps it may be argued that Canaan includes all Ham's posterity. If so, the prophecy is yet unfulfilled.
"Don't you see, there?" said the child, pointing to the glassy water, which, as it rose and fell, reflected the golden glow of the sky. "There's a 'sea of glass, mingled with fire." "True enough, Miss Eva," said Tom; and Tom sang "O, had I the wings of the morning, I'd fly away to Canaan's shore; Bright angels should convey me home, To the new Jerusalem."
The girls were playing Halma which is a beastly game Noel was writing poetry, H. O. was singing 'I don't know what to do' to the tune of 'Canaan's happy shore'. It goes like this, and is very tiresome to listen to 'I don't know what to do oo oo oo! I don't know what to do oo oo! It IS a beastly rainy day And I don't know what to do. The rest of us were trying to make him shut up.
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