4. And now on that mountain I stood on that day, 5. But the Gods of the Pagan shall never profane BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON WE SAT DOWN AND WEPT. 1. WE sate down and wept by the waters And ye, oh her desolate daughters! 2. While sadly we gazed on the river Which roll'd on in freedom below, They demanded the song; but, oh never That triumph the stranger shall know! May this right hand be wither'd for ever, Ere it string our high harp for the foe! 3. On the willow that harp is suspended, And ne'er shall its soft tones be blended With the voice of the spoiler by me! THE DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB. 1. THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. 2. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. 3. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, 4. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, 5. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; 6. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, FROM JOB. 1. A SPIRIT pass'd before me: I beheld Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine- 2. "Is man more just than God? Is man more pure "Than he who deems even Seraphs insecure? "Creatures of clay-vain dwellers in the dust! "The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, "Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!" |