We sate down and wept by the water
Of Babel, and thought of the day
When our foe, in the hue of his sl
Made Salem’s high places his prey
And ye, oh her desolate daughters!

'Tis done! - I saw it in my dream
No more with Hope the future beam
My days of happiness are few:
Chill’d by misfortune’s wintry bla
My dawn of life is overcast;

From the last hill that looks on t
I beheld thee, oh Sion! when rend
'Twas thy last sun went down, and
Flash’d back on the last glance I
I look’d for thy temple, I look’d

Belshazzar! from the banquet turn,
Nor in thy sensual fulness fall;
Behold! while yet before thee burn
The graven words, the glowing wall
Many a despot men miscall

If, in the month of dark December
Leander, who was nightly wont
(What maid will not the tale remem
To cross thy stream, broad Helles
If, when the wintry tempest roar’d

And thou art dead, as young and fa
As aught of mortal birth;
And form so soft, and charms so ra
Too soon return’d to Earth!
Though Earth receiv’d them in her

'O’er the glad waters of the dark
Our thoughts as boundless, and our
Far as the breeze can bear, the bi
Survey our empire, and behold our
These are our realms, no limits to

In law an infant, and in years a b
In mind a slave to every vicious j
From every sense of shame and virt
In lies an adept, in deceit a fien
Versed in hypocrisy, while yet a c

Remind me not, remind me not,
Of those beloved, those vanish’d h
When all my soul was given to thee
Hours that may never be forgot,
Till Time unnerves our vital powe

Titan! to whose immortal eyes
The sufferings of mortality,
Seen in their sad reality,
Were not as things that gods despi
What was thy pity’s recompense?