W. FORCE STEAD(QUEEN'S)
W. FORCE STEAD(QUEEN'S)
W. FORCE STEAD(QUEEN'S)
(Songs from a Lyrical Drama, "The Burden of Babylon")
Babylon, the glory of the Kingdoms,And the Chaldees' excellency,Is become as Sodom and Gomorrah,Whom God overthrew by the sea.Never again inhabited,Babylon, O Babylon!Even the wandering ArabianFrom thy weary waste is gone.Neither shall the shepherd tend his fold there,Nor any green herb be grown:It cometh in the night-time suddenly,And Babylon is overthrown.Woeful are thy desolate palaces,Where doleful creatures cry,And wild beasts out of the islandsIn thy fallen chambers cry.Where now are the viol and the tabret?But owls hoot in moonlight:And over the ruins of BabylonThe satyr leaps by night.Babylon is fallen, is fallen!And never shall be known again:Drunken with the blood of my Beloved,And trampling on the sons of men.But God is awake and aware of thee,And sharply shines His sword,Where over the earth spring suddenlyThe hidden hosts of the Lord:Armies of right and of righteousness,Huge hosts, unseen, unknown:And thy pomp, and thy revellings, and glory,Where the wind goes, they are gone.
Babylon, the glory of the Kingdoms,And the Chaldees' excellency,Is become as Sodom and Gomorrah,Whom God overthrew by the sea.Never again inhabited,Babylon, O Babylon!Even the wandering ArabianFrom thy weary waste is gone.Neither shall the shepherd tend his fold there,Nor any green herb be grown:It cometh in the night-time suddenly,And Babylon is overthrown.Woeful are thy desolate palaces,Where doleful creatures cry,And wild beasts out of the islandsIn thy fallen chambers cry.Where now are the viol and the tabret?But owls hoot in moonlight:And over the ruins of BabylonThe satyr leaps by night.Babylon is fallen, is fallen!And never shall be known again:Drunken with the blood of my Beloved,And trampling on the sons of men.But God is awake and aware of thee,And sharply shines His sword,Where over the earth spring suddenlyThe hidden hosts of the Lord:Armies of right and of righteousness,Huge hosts, unseen, unknown:And thy pomp, and thy revellings, and glory,Where the wind goes, they are gone.
Babylon, the glory of the Kingdoms,And the Chaldees' excellency,Is become as Sodom and Gomorrah,Whom God overthrew by the sea.
Babylon, the glory of the Kingdoms,
And the Chaldees' excellency,
Is become as Sodom and Gomorrah,
Whom God overthrew by the sea.
Never again inhabited,Babylon, O Babylon!Even the wandering ArabianFrom thy weary waste is gone.Neither shall the shepherd tend his fold there,Nor any green herb be grown:It cometh in the night-time suddenly,And Babylon is overthrown.
Never again inhabited,
Babylon, O Babylon!
Even the wandering Arabian
From thy weary waste is gone.
Neither shall the shepherd tend his fold there,
Nor any green herb be grown:
It cometh in the night-time suddenly,
And Babylon is overthrown.
Woeful are thy desolate palaces,Where doleful creatures cry,And wild beasts out of the islandsIn thy fallen chambers cry.Where now are the viol and the tabret?But owls hoot in moonlight:And over the ruins of BabylonThe satyr leaps by night.
Woeful are thy desolate palaces,
Where doleful creatures cry,
And wild beasts out of the islands
In thy fallen chambers cry.
Where now are the viol and the tabret?
But owls hoot in moonlight:
And over the ruins of Babylon
The satyr leaps by night.
Babylon is fallen, is fallen!And never shall be known again:Drunken with the blood of my Beloved,And trampling on the sons of men.But God is awake and aware of thee,And sharply shines His sword,Where over the earth spring suddenlyThe hidden hosts of the Lord:Armies of right and of righteousness,Huge hosts, unseen, unknown:And thy pomp, and thy revellings, and glory,Where the wind goes, they are gone.
Babylon is fallen, is fallen!
And never shall be known again:
Drunken with the blood of my Beloved,
And trampling on the sons of men.
But God is awake and aware of thee,
And sharply shines His sword,
Where over the earth spring suddenly
The hidden hosts of the Lord:
Armies of right and of righteousness,
Huge hosts, unseen, unknown:
And thy pomp, and thy revellings, and glory,
Where the wind goes, they are gone.