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On either side the wadi lie<\/span>
\n<\/span>Long fields of barley, furrowed high<\/span>
\n<\/span>The clothe the vale and meet the sky<\/span>
\n<\/span>And through the fields the road runs by<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Retreating home, the soldiers go<\/span>
\n<\/span>Gazing where the lilies blow<\/span>
\n<\/span>Cloaked in what she does not know:<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera. <\/span><\/p>\n

Willows whiten, myrtles quiver<\/span>
\n<\/span>Little breezes dusk and shiver<\/span>
\n<\/span>Through the tears that run forever<\/span>
\n<\/span>In the wadi where it waters<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Canaan walls and Canaan towers<\/span>
\n<\/span>Overlook a space of flowers<\/span>
\n<\/span>And the silent vale embowers<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera. <\/span><\/p>\n

By the wadi, willow veil’d<\/span>
\n<\/span>Slink the iron chariots trail’d<\/span>
\n<\/span>By tired horses, once assailed<\/span>
\n<\/span>They relent, for she prevailed:<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>But who hath seen her wave her hand<\/span>
\n<\/span>Or at the casement seen her stand<\/span>
\n<\/span>Or is she known in all the land<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera? <\/span><\/p>\n

Only reapers reaping early<\/span>
\n<\/span>In among the bearded barley<\/span>
\n<\/span>Here the sound that echoes clearly<\/span>
\n<\/span>From the wadi winding nearly<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>And by the moon, Ruth young and weary<\/span>
\n<\/span>Piling sheaves in uplands airy<\/span>
\n<\/span>Listening, whispers, “‘Tis the fairy<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera.” <\/span><\/p>\n

There she weaves by night and day<\/span>
\n<\/span>A magic web with colors gay.<\/span>
\n<\/span>She has heard her ladies say<\/span>
\n<\/span>A curse will come if he betrays<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>She knows not what the curse may be<\/span>
\n<\/span>And so she weaveth steadily<\/span>
\n<\/span>Thinking only, “Where is he?”<\/span>
\n<\/span>Her only son, Sisera.<\/span><\/p>\n

But in her loom she still delights<\/span>
\n<\/span>To weave the spoils of the fight<\/span>
\n<\/span>As often through the silent nights<\/span>
\n<\/span>Come funerals with plumes alight<\/span>
\n<\/span>As torch-like Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>And sometimes through the lattice blue<\/span>
\n<\/span>The troops came riding two by two<\/span>
\n<\/span>She hath her loyal troop and true<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera. <\/span><\/p>\n

A bow-shot from her bower-eaves<\/span>
\n<\/span>He rode between the barley sheaves<\/span>
\n<\/span>The lightning sparkled through the leaves<\/span>
\n<\/span>And flamed upon the brazen greaves<\/span>
\n<\/span>Of General Barak.<\/span>
\n<\/span>He rode right onwards through the night<\/span>
\n<\/span>Below the starry clusters bright<\/span>
\n<\/span>That left their paths to join and fight<\/span>
\n<\/span>The army of Sisera. <\/span><\/p>\n

All in the blue unclouded weather<\/span>
\n<\/span>Thick-jewell’d shone the saddle-leather<\/span>
\n<\/span>The helmet and the helmet-feather<\/span>
\n<\/span>Like its dates and pits together:<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>And from his blazon’d baldric slung<\/span>
\n<\/span>A mighty lengthened shofar hung<\/span>
\n<\/span>And blasted ’til her voice, too, rung<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera.<\/span><\/p>\n

She left the web, she left the loom,<\/span>
\n<\/span>She made three paces round the room<\/span>
\n<\/span>She knew the tree had brought his doom<\/span>
\n<\/span>She’d seen his helmet and his plume<\/span>
\n<\/span>On General Barak!<\/span>
\n<\/span>Out flew the web and floated wide<\/span>
\n<\/span>Her dream-cloak tore from side-to-side<\/span>
\n<\/span>“The curse has come upon him,” cried<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera. <\/span><\/p>\n

And down the wadi’s dim expanse<\/span>
\n<\/span>Like a prophetess entranced<\/span>
\n<\/span>With a glassy countenance<\/span>
\n<\/span>She beheld her own mischance:<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>And at the closing of the day<\/span>
\n<\/span>She found a ship, and down she lay<\/span>
\n<\/span>The wadi bore her far away<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera. <\/span><\/p>\n

Lying robed in shrouds of white<\/span>
\n<\/span>That loosely flew to left and right<\/span>
\n<\/span>The leaves upon her falling light<\/span>
\n<\/span>From the tree that bloomed by night:<\/span>
\n<\/span>The palm of Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>As as her ship-prow wound along<\/span>
\n<\/span>The willowy hills and fields amongThey heard her moan her shofar song<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera. <\/span><\/p>\n

Who is this? And what is here?<\/span>
\n<\/span>Ephraim’s victors all drew near<\/span>
\n<\/span>Died the sound of Israel’s cheer<\/span>
\n<\/span>As they looked to God in fear,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Those judged by Deborah.<\/span>
\n<\/span>But Deborah mused a little space<\/span>
\n<\/span>She said, “The grief upon that face!<\/span>
\n<\/span>God in His mercy lend her grace,<\/span>
\n<\/span>The mother of Sisera.”<\/span><\/p>\n

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