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TIME AND ETERNITY 
 
 A POEM 
 
 BY 
 
 GEORGE MAC-HENRY 
 
 SAN FRANCISCO 
 
 A L BANCROFT AND COMPANY 
 1871 
 
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 Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1871, 
 
 By GEORGE MAC-HENRY, 
 In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. 
 
 Bancroft's Steam Printing, Lithographing, Engraving and Book-binding 
 Establishment, San Francisco, Cal. 
 
Bancroft Library 
 14053 
 
 CONTENTS. 
 
 CANTO. PAOE> 
 
 1. THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. - - . - 15 
 
 2. THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 32 
 
 3. THE ENCAMPMENT. ^, 
 
 4. THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. .... 6c 
 
 5. THE RESURRECTION OF THE SALNIS. - 84 
 
 6. THE REIGN OF GOG. - - . . . - 101 
 
 7. THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. - . . .125 
 
 8. THE MILLENNIUM. .... 140 
 
 9. THE FEAST OF LOVE. ^7 
 
 10. THE DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. - - - 183 
 
 11. THE LAST JUDGMENT. 2I4 
 
 12. HELL AND HEAVEN. 24I 
 
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me behold the Beautiful and True ! 
 O let me dream of Paradise and Thee, 
 "Grand Archetypal Poet ! None can view 
 The future in the present, none can see, 
 But prophets, visions of eternity; 
 For to Thy councils Thou hast them alone 
 
 Called, and reveal'st to them what is to be : 
 Yet on my spirit breathe Thy benison, 
 That I may read the spells which Thou hast to them 
 shown. 
 
 n. 
 Then, startled from a slumberous lethargy, 
 
 Straight with his mental ear the dreamer hears, 
 And his eye's filled with inward phantasy, 
 
 So that what's hidden photographed appears, 
 
 Distinct, on earth, or in the starry spheres; 
 Darkness a moving panorama limns, 
 
 And silence speaks; the heart then knows no fears 
 And feels no sorrows, but exultant, trims 
 His wings of fire to mount where seraphs sing their 
 hymns. 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 III. 
 When the sun shines man nothing scans but earth, 
 
 In the moon's ray of opalescent sheen 
 Some twinkling stars steal out, yet few come forth; 
 
 But in the shadow of the cone terrene 
 
 Orbs beyond number and beyond thought are seen: 
 So in the darkness of my solitude 
 
 My soul inspired surveys the Heavens serene. 
 And all that's bright and beautiful and good 
 Finds in the poetry of Thy infinitude. 
 
 IV. 
 
 The space dividing matter from the mind 
 
 But typifies the greater distance far 
 Between the love fraternal of mankind 
 
 And genius that is selfish. Hence we are 
 
 Idolaters of Talent's meteor glare, 
 A painted vapor that explodes to wind; 
 
 But worshippers of Virtue's Morning Star, 
 The harbinger of light and life combined, 
 Jesus, the Prince of Peace, who taught us to be kind. 
 
 v. 
 Then brilliant though the gleam of genius be, 
 
 Since in the purer flame of moral grace 
 'Tis quenched, as rivers rolling in the sea, 
 
 O give me moral strength to run Life's race, 
 
 And reach its goal in Thine Own dwelling place, 
 The home of all who think and act good deeds, 
 
 With Thy name "Holy" marked upon my face! 
 My corn permit not to be choked with weeds, 
 Nor let my fame be blown as blasts from broken reeds ! 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 9 
 
 VI. 
 
 Through flashing billows of the clouds that shed 
 A silvery spray along their wake, allow 
 
 Thine aerial messengers my nightly bed 
 To visit, and with finger touch my brow, 
 That in Thy knowledge I may wiser grow, 
 
 And learn the meaning of the sacred Rood, 
 The symbol of the Martyrdom of Woe, 
 
 And Triumph over Evil of the Good 
 
 How sorrow bravely borne may win beatitude. 
 
 VII. 
 
 Still through the peopled silence of my dreams 
 
 Conduct me to the Paradise of Sleep, 
 Where Fancy's marvelous microcosm beams 
 . With radiant shapes of beauty to the deep 
 
 Cerulean gulfs, where sceptered angels sweep 
 In gold and purple, and their pennons weigh 
 
 Bands of bright cherubs o'er the beetling steep 
 Of Chaos, or in rainbow colors play, 
 And Heaven's belfry chimes, and life is holiday. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Ah, when I first invoked Thy gracious name, 
 
 Hope beckoned smiling; but soon trembling fear, 
 
 That blanched with awe and reverential shame, 
 Possessed me, lest in my sublime career 
 Beyond this nether globe I failed to steer 
 
 Where Thou art shrined in glory, to be cast 
 
 Confounded back; but through the mystic sphere 
 
 Thou led'st me, else ere I had venturous passed 
 
 The realms of space I'd sunk bewildered and aghast. 
 
i TIME AND ETERNI1Y. 
 
 IX. 
 
 Let me the honored praise of virtue sing, 
 
 The sanctitude of faith, the beauty bright 
 Of meekness, and of Thee supreme, the King 
 
 Omnipotent, enthroned in living light ! 
 
 Thy face is not vouchsafed to human sight, 
 Not so Thine attributes: these Thee declare, 
 
 Though Thou be clothed invisible in night, 
 A God of Love, whose heart is everywhere, 
 That we Thy children are, and Thou dost hear our 
 prayer. 
 
 x. 
 Then Abba, whatsoever may betide 
 
 Thy suppliant, whether for a little while 
 To live in weal or woe, let me confide 
 
 In Thee, alone, and Thy approving smile; 
 
 For pride and vanity are oft the wile 
 That lures to ruin; but Thy love is praise! 
 
 Pleased if my brother should reward my toil 
 With his applause, but better pleased to raise 
 My head to Thee to tire with amaranthine bays. 
 
 XI. 
 
 For what to me is fame, whose youth is past, 
 And hope to azure fieltls before me gone, 
 
 Avant-courier of glory, while I'm cast 
 
 The stream of Life's tumultuous waters on, 
 That flow forever to the sea unknown ! 
 
 I hear the breakers dashing on that shore, 
 I float upon the misty tide alone, 
 
 I gaze into the darkness to explore; 
 
 A glimpse of light chinks through the cloudy corridor. 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 11 
 
 XII. 
 
 And if that dim haze be the House of Death, 
 And thither through the gloaming be the ford, 
 
 Whose passage by the dreaded Shibboleth 
 Is guarded, teach me how to say the word 
 Aright, so that I may escape the sword 
 
 Of grim Abaddon to Thy Sanctuary, 
 
 Where Thou art of Thy saints redeemed the Lord, 
 
 And all the shining worlds that roll on high 
 
 The Elysium is, where they sojourn in perfect joy. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 Let me then turn to Thee, and grant my tongue 
 The voice of light, that swelling to Thy Throne, 
 
 With fervent eloquence of worship strung, 
 As Alpha and Omega Thee alone 
 May venerate, and as Thy Prophet Son 
 
 Revere our brother, and with him commune 
 Of duty, and, in choral unison, 
 
 Sweet music of the mind in metric rune, 
 
 With sacred bards harmonious psalmody attune. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 I thank Thee for existence, and that I 
 
 Am graced with sense intelligent to see 
 Thee in Thy works in the gem-flowered sky, 
 
 On the star-spangled earth, and in the sea 
 
 Unfathomable of infinity; 
 Immense the privilege, enormous bliss, 
 
 To be assured I am an entity 
 To read Thy Bible in the world-abyss, 
 Thy missal in Thy works wherever nature is. 
 
12 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Since had I been the inestimable gem 
 Set in the crown of earth's great emperor, 
 
 What would to me have been that diadem? 
 Nothing: embalmed in life-preserving myrrh, 
 My soul had then lain in its sepulchre, 
 
 Buried in sleep. But not to know alone 
 That which is seen in Nature's theatre 
 
 Is mine, but there to hope where all 's unknown, 
 
 And trust that all is best whate'er Thy will be done. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 I In i) should the bread of life which Thou hast given 
 
 Be turned by man to stone, and should there be 
 Storms, and a frown along the face of Heaven; 
 
 Ah, should there be a dark Gethsemane, 
 
 With awful terrors, e'en a Calvary 
 Iy (ale reserved for me, O let me feel, 
 
 Although exposed to human obloquy, 
 Whatever blows adversity may deal, 
 There is no mortal wound but Thy kind balm can 
 heal! 
 
 XVII. 
 
 Let not my laith become a Mind belief, 
 
 Hut righteous trust in Thy benignant Dove; 
 
 Thai when Thou sink's! Thine anger will be brief, 
 T.iil inlinile Thy lender mereies prove, 
 However Thou niiiysl chasten or reprove. 
 
 The tririNe of sin j s (U1I - ivmorse, 
 
 The beautiful of goodness Thy dear love, 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 13 
 
 Our scrip and staff, while to the eternal source 
 Of bliss through heavenly courts life holds its endless 
 course. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 The watch and ward of my soul's citadel, 
 
 Let Hope stand firm, against the present bane 
 
 Braced in proof armor, against sin and hell, 
 Reliant that the trial is not vain 
 Which I with name of evil would profane. 
 
 Ah, when my strength subdued was stormed by death, 
 Thy buckler guarded life in spite of pain, 
 
 To live for Thy work with unfailing faith, 
 
 Though by the arrows pierced that sting my mortal 
 breath. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 This friendly earth is but my foster-mother, 
 That nurses me with unremitting care, 
 
 And every sentient creature is my brother, 
 Who all receive from her a filial share ' 
 Of guardian succor, but Thy children are; 
 
 Thou art my Father, more than ever was 
 My human parent, and by Thee I'm heir 
 
 Of immortality, when Time shall pass 
 
 As shadow o'er the earth, and shake his empty g 
 
 xx. 
 
 My Father ! yet my Mother, too, Thou art ! 
 
 For Thou dost feed me, clothe me, tend me; Thy 
 
 Breast is my nightly pillow, Thy kind heart 
 My daily store, and Thy maternal e 
 To watch Thine errant child, is always by ! 
 
14 TIME AND ETERNITY, 
 
 Why should I faint in agony of fear ? 
 Why dread the present or futurity ? 
 Is not Thy ready hand to save me near? 
 Is not the darling babe unto its mother dear ? 
 
 XXI. 
 
 The Sabbath bliss of Jesus' death-bequest, 
 
 His peace grant unto me, that noon and eve 
 Like Isaac, I may walk the fields, and rest 
 
 My thoughts on Nature, and all things that live; 
 
 And, with a mind all full of eyes, perceive 
 Thy wisdom in the stone, the leaf, the flower; 
 
 From every sound and smell fresh hope receive, 
 New strength and firmer faith; and feel Thy power 
 And Thy love fall on me as on earth heaven's shower. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Shall no fair nymph string roses of sweet song 
 
 To weave a garland for my laureate head? 
 Shall no kind muse, with soft complaining tongue 
 
 Invoke the memory of my buried shade ? 
 
 Then let my ashes by the shore be laid, 
 And I will list the nereids of the wave 
 
 On spirit-harps chant requiems for the dead, 
 The laverock's choir in morn's cathedral nave, 
 And angels whisper Heaven's secrets o'er my grave. 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 
 
 CANTO I. 
 
 HERE Bethany extends her groves of palms, 
 
 Her vineyards filtering the sun and dew, 
 And fields of maize that shake their plumy 
 
 haulms, 
 
 Nestled in gold Hesperian, loomed to view 
 A flat-roofed mansion, from whose portal threw 
 A hundred colored lamps their festive light, 
 
 Twinkling and dancing in the horizon blue, 
 Or, through the tremulous foliage, to the sight 
 Sparkled, as shooting stars that flit athwart the night: 
 
 ii. 
 And where the crowning miracle of Love 
 
 Dead Lazarus to life raised from the dead, 
 When the veins shrunken felt the voice to move 
 
 Their dried-up currents, and the sleeping head 
 
 Woke from its trance, and Death in terror fled; 
 Where gentle Mary washed the Master's feet 
 
 With tears, and spikenard upon them shed, 
 And found a wisdom in the service sweet 
 In that same pastoral village troops of revelers meet. 
 
1 6 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 % III. 
 
 It was a wedding festival they held ; 
 
 And, issuing from the gate, with myrtle crowned 
 Sweet Aphrodite's love-star, as of eld 
 
 A group of gay and giddy youths were bound 
 
 In a procession through the hamlet round. 
 A welcome blithe saluted them from buds 
 
 And blossoms, which a tongue in perfume found, 
 As they skipped through the alleys of the woods, 
 Or by the laureled banks of marble-channeled floods; 
 
 IV. 
 
 On the same pathway where, with garments spread, 
 And branches strewn, his peace-triumphant way. 
 
 While victor's palms were waved above his head, 
 The King of Glory took, in meek array, 
 Serene with love, resigned without dismay, 
 
 Though conscious Pharisees had set their snare, 
 And traitor spies were watching to betray, 
 
 While jubilant hosannahs rung the air, 
 
 On to his bloody cross, with heart-forgiving prayer. 
 
 The fife screamed shrill, and sharp the bugle blew. 
 
 Scaring the leveret, as it skimmed the mead, 
 And frightening wizard bats, that, squealing, flew 
 
 In curves abrupt and broken overhead, 
 
 Hiding in nooks of barns for very dread; 
 The speckled lizard keeked with glistening eyes 
 
 From out the wicket of his mossy bed, 
 And hushed the nightingale her symphonies, 
 To list their roundelays, and watch their revelries. 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 17 
 
 VI. 
 
 In the innumerous orchestra of leaves 
 
 Trills the cicada her soprano hymn, 
 A sylvan hurdy-gurdy; round pent-house eaves 
 
 Flutters the moth, in masquerading trim, 
 
 Who moped the sunny hours, a hermit grim, 
 In some dark cell, by prying eyes unseen; 
 
 Light webs of gossamer, in arcades dim, 
 By sylphs are woven from the moonbeams' sheen, 
 And on the hammock rocks in state the Fairy Queen. 
 
 VII. 
 
 The exuberant gladness of the marriage prime 
 Was theirs, when joy, engarlanded with flowers, 
 
 Light-hearted, scatters from the glass of time 
 The golden sands which are the passing hours, 
 Such as once shone on Eden's blissful bowers, 
 
 When angels sung the hymeneal ode, 
 
 And cast on earth their eavenly gifts in showers, 
 
 As Eve, fresh molded from the hand of God, 
 
 By guiding love was led to where her spouse abode. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Light were the clouds spun by the limber wind 
 
 With silver threads; the harvest moon arose 
 Above the Hill of Zion, which seemed to bind 
 
 The horned diadem across her brows; 
 
 In the fused pane the dying daylight glows, 
 With wreathes of blooming fire the olives flower. 
 
 Do evening skies but still the heart till grows 
 The soul more holy ? Is there not the dower 
 
 Of beauty and of love, that's theirs for evermore ? 
 
1 8 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 IX. 
 
 Yes, there is beauty, and there's love around, 
 In heaven, on earth, and in the depths below; 
 
 God's holy temple is the flower-paved ground, 
 As well as star-lit domes; both equal show 
 What of His might and mercy man should know, 
 
 Who is himself a thought divine, and sent 
 On mission nature to explore, and grow 
 
 Familiar with her secrets, and present 
 
 To others truths which to himself are only lent. 
 
 Who gilt the sun, and silver-typed the moon ? 
 
 Who incremated Yule in shroud of snow? 
 Who paradised the greenery of June, 
 
 That youth and beauty into love might blow, 
 
 And tender thoughts Elysium make below? 
 Why was space formed the theatre of life, 
 
 And life the vehicle of joy and woe ? 
 Why birth should teem for death to be so rife ? 
 Why should existence be a battle-field of strife ? 
 
 Ah, little pondered they such themes sublime ! 
 Little they recked of human destinies ! 
 
 Of small account they held the lapse of time ! 
 But frolicked on their way as colibris, 1 
 That preen their coats when the first cuckoo cries, 
 
 When hare-bell meadows purple into bloom, 
 
 iThe cinnyris osea, the sun-bird of Syria, a species of hum- 
 ming bird. 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 19 
 
 And Love's own spirit is abroad, and hies 
 To every creature, and awakes the tomb, 
 Till quickens silent dust in Nature's fecund womb. 
 
 XII. 
 
 And he who proudly led the nuptial train 
 Was a young Rabbi of the Talmud law, 
 
 Adoram called, whom love's enamored pain, 
 A willing captive, held in pleasing awe, 
 E'er since the handsome Zilia first he saw: 
 
 Hope into fairy- land rose-bloomed the earth, 
 Deft Harlequin, as lithe he tripped the shaw, 
 
 Each moment to enchanted thoughts gave birth, 
 
 Till in some elfin isle his spirit gamboled forth. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 Scarcely he knew whether he trod the sward, 
 The buoyant water, or the moon-lit air; 
 
 The jasmin arbors steamed of balm and nard, 
 The oleanders shook their scented hair 
 But for their tender wiles he had no care; 
 
 He heard not Philomela's gurgling sigh, 
 For his whole soul was filled with Zilia fair; 
 
 Love's philtre he had drained till it was dry; 
 
 He only wished for wings, that he might to her fly. 
 
 The past had o'er the present thrown no shade,' 
 Before its steps no gloom the future cast; 
 
 All things looked happy, and sweet music made, 
 And, ere a breath of storm had o'er it passed, 
 Seemed come again God's garden, and would last 
 
 Through halcyon tides in endless spring serene; 
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20 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 No burning drought nor flood nor thunder blast; 
 But, building rainbows in the clouds were seen 
 The laughing hours, peopling with Peri shapes the 
 scene. 
 
 xv. 
 Ah, shall the youth of beauty ever fade 
 
 To wrinkled years, and, as a phantom sink 
 To fearful nothingness? The plant is dead 
 
 Which did the humid cloud's ambrosia drink, 
 
 And at the stars as friends congenial wink, 
 Nodded to winds that toyed among its blooms, 
 
 And when the noon looked on it did not blink; 
 But now its stalk shakes, and its leaf consumes: 
 So rattle musty bones of saints in charnel tombs. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 Where are the builders of Tuhanaco, 
 The architects of dcedal temples, vast 
 
 In ruined pride, where palms and orchids grow 
 Crumbling to dust, and spectres of the past 
 Glide through the emerald gloom, and to the blast 
 
 Whisper the sounds of names forgotten quite ? 
 The Indian tells how ancient giants cast 
 
 Their huge foundations in a single night, 
 
 Ere the bright orb of day kindled his vital light. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 But why should dismal thoughts on joy intrude ? 
 Yet so it ever is ; and when most blest, 
 
 Then are we most in melancholy mood; 
 For Disappointment never is at rest, 
 But after smiling Hope is aye in quest, 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 21 
 
 And follows as her shadow. Hence away 
 
 Grim Sadness, in thy mourning sables drest! 
 I will not be thy cloistered monk this day: 
 Crown me with green vine leaves and ivy berries gay. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 As homewards they returned, the parapets 
 And gilded terrace roof from gardens rose, 
 
 Like saffron cirrhi when the daylight sets 
 
 Swim on the summit of the cloud that glows 
 With Taprobana ruby. How still repose 
 
 The dale trees in the moonshine ! everywhere 
 There is a spell of slumber; in swoons doze 
 
 The citrons, till a gust swings in the air 
 
 The incense in their censers, breathing as a prayer. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Now the port-cull is gate of Heaven unlock 
 
 Night's sentries, and the starry hosts, arrayed 
 With flaming banners, to their stations flock, 
 
 Around the Throne of Glory to parade ; 
 
 None from their ranks, foot-sore, have ever strayed ! 
 But all, caparisoned, before that Eye 
 
 Which never in forgetful sleep is laid, 
 Are marshaled in the azure fields of sky, 
 And file in columns spread throughout eternity. 
 
 xx. 
 When at the porch they had arrived, they were 
 
 Received by Caled with a hearty will, 
 Officious, and some show of fussy stir 
 
 For he was garrulous and jovial still. 
 
22 7'IME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 "With sparkling vintage amber goblets fill!" 
 Exclaimed the aged sire of Zilia; "Sip 
 
 The balmy essence summer skies distil 
 From golden dewdrops that through sunshine drip ! 
 The merry elfin beads will leap to kiss thy lip!" 
 
 And then he ushers them into a hall, 
 
 Where waited them his household and his friends. 
 And Levites bearing up the nuptial pall. 
 
 Scarce were they seated, ere a whisper sends 
 
 Its furtive greeting round, and the bride bends 
 Her graceful form before their dazzled eyes; 
 
 But, ere her gracious salutation ends, 
 She pales and blushes, as the thoughts arise 
 Of childhood's home beloved, and future promised 
 joys. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Iri pomp of beauty gorgeously attired, 
 
 She took all hearts, and shed delight around, 
 
 And all with ardor amiable inspired; 
 
 Yet was her countenance bent to the ground, 
 And her mind holy sweet communion found 
 
 In silent prayer. A spray of orange flowers 
 With argent studs her raven tresses bound, 
 
 As stars with diamonds tire the midnight hours, 
 
 And a long veil of lace fell down in snowy showers : 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 A carkanet of pearls, with mimic life 
 
 Heaved on her bosom, as the heart beneath 
 Trembled with pleasure to be made a wife. 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 23 
 
 The sacred sanctities of birth and death, 
 The problem of existence, to her faith 
 
 Were sacraments transcending reason, still 
 Her trust in Providence was not a breath 
 
 Unmeaning, nor the harbinger of ill; 
 
 And, listening to its voice, she yielded to His will. 
 
 So faith o'er doubt prevails, of things unseen 
 And mysteries occult the prophet blest, 
 
 Who lightens darkness with his prescient sheen. 
 The cherub Hope was hovering o'er her breast, 
 Like the connubial ring-dove round her nest: 
 
 Chaste as the pious rapture of the nun 
 
 Was the dear love/her conscious soul confessed; 
 
 Pure as the kiss that waked Endymion, 
 
 Yet warm as Cytherea by favored mortal won. 
 
 O Love, whose power extends o'er land and sea, 
 With skies coeval, terminous with space, 
 
 Conqueror of all that was, and is to be; 
 
 Who first didst see the Heavenly Father's face, 
 And him, rejoicing in thy charms, embrace; 
 
 And in the courts of bliss with Wisdom play, 
 In coexistent sempiternal grace, 
 
 Through the unending course of hourless day, 
 
 Ere worlds were sown as dust along the Milky Way; 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Soft as the swan-down where the Summer sleeps, 
 Sweet as the musky murmur of his breath, 
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24 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Sad as the tears the sullen Winter weeps, 
 
 Bright as the dimpled smiles that Spring enwreath, 
 Tripping through clover lawn and hawthorn heath, 
 
 Gay as the Autumn's laughter in the sky, 
 
 Fierce as the phantom frown of grizzly Death, 
 
 Fair as a Seraph, beckoning on high, 
 
 Art thou, the soul of life and immortality. 
 
 Under the canopy Adoram led 
 
 His bride, and on her finger placed the ring, 
 The magic circle; then the rites were read 
 
 Of ceremonial laud and thanksgiving. 
 
 But now a fictile vase the Levites bring, 
 Which the groom on the tesselated ground 
 
 Dashes with crackling din; of everything 
 The mortal type, where nought is human found 
 That ever can escape the stroke of Death's last wound. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 The holiday of nature marriage is, 
 
 Of earth's high festivals the chief and best, 
 
 The sole remaining jubilee of bliss 
 
 Left us of Eden, when with angels blest 
 Man converse held, and Paradise possessed; 
 
 May morning dapper, brisk, and debonnair, 
 When all things jocund are, in liveries drest, 
 
 Wooing and wooed, kaleidoscope of air, 
 
 The wizard's lantern, throwing idols everywhere. 
 
 A gracious privilege of juvenescence 
 Is to be gay; its morning cannot see 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 25 
 
 Its cloudy sunset; and its native essence, 
 
 The prime elixir of life's chemistry, 
 
 The mirage of materiality, 
 Is Hope, that, with an astrologic spell, 
 
 Reads, through the horoscope, futurity, 
 Descries the distant still delectable, 
 And finds the lovely are forever lovable. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 And of bright teraphim none is so bright 
 As loving hearts, when, on the sacred hearth, 
 
 The torch of Hymen they propitious light, 
 Their constant lode-star; truly showing forth 
 The espousals of the ether with the earth, 
 
 The nuptial ring which universal Love 
 Girdles around the cosmic system's girth, 
 
 When out of elements the germins move, 
 
 Pullule in depths below, and brood in heights above. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Marriage is chaste and holy, and supplies 
 
 Earth with inhabitants, and Heaven with souls: 
 
 Many an empty region mid the skies, 
 
 Worlds embryonic, hatching at the poles, 
 And at the ecliptic, and the zenith's goals, 
 
 New orbs, fomenting lie, and wait to hold 
 Of terrene races the superfluous shoals, 
 
 Where mortals immortality unfold, 
 
 As seeds to flowers burst in fructifying mold. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 He who hath life received, and will not give 
 The boon to others, perpetrates a wrong, 
 
26 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And pilfers Nature of her purpose. "Live!" 
 Is but one half the law: " Create a strong 
 And moral progeny, in succession long 
 
 As are the hours of time ! " but supplements 
 The other half the code, and speaks with tongue 
 
 Suasive miraculous arbitrements, 
 
 And is on hearts writ, not on marble monuments. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 And there is joy in Heaven whene'er there 's born 
 A child on earth, for then another son 
 
 Is born to God, whom not the angels scorn 
 To recognize as brother, or as one 
 Of their own kin, but gladly him they own 
 
 Their playmate, and a fellow heir of grace; 
 Another temple built of mind, not stone, 
 
 Where is enshrined the likeness of God's face, 
 
 And where His incarnated shadow they may trace. 
 
 xxxiv. 
 
 The feast was spread. There was the common dish 
 Of lamb pilau with heaps of saffroned rice, 
 
 And, fried in olive oil, all sorts of fish; 
 
 The desert quail, stewed in a mess with spice, 
 And wild blue pigeons; cates preserved in ice, 
 
 And candied sweetmeats : filled with ruby wine 
 Were vases bossed with gems and pearls of price 
 
 With scent of mellow summer breathed the pine, 
 
 With beauty's blushing cheek glowed peach and nec- 
 tarine. 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 And round the table glancing reiliads fling 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 27 
 
 A wealth of sparkling graces, smiling lips, 
 Red with the dewy roses of their spring, 
 
 And busts symmetrical, that far eclipse 
 
 The unresponsive marble. Who but sips 
 The lotus of that mouth delicious sighs 
 
 For draughts of richer redolence, where dips 
 Love his whole pharmacy of balsam joys, 
 The nectar Hymen yields, and only Love supplies. 
 
 xxxvi. 
 
 Next came the banquet of sweet sounds, to feed 
 The purer sense, ethereal and refined; 
 
 The jingling timbrel, and the piping reed, 
 
 And the horn's silver fanfare tranced the mind 
 With pleasaunce as the tuberose drugs the wind. 
 
 Adoram sang the canticle of fair 
 
 Abishag, the young Shulamite, who pined 
 
 In the king's harem, for her thoughts were where 
 
 She'd breathed with him she loved the joy of mount- 
 ain air. 
 
 The brightest days distil the heaviest dew; 
 
 Though thunders come with clouds, yet on a clear 
 Calm eve of summer through the ether blue 
 
 Will the sheet-lightning's sudden blaze appear. 
 
 The Future is a god whom mortals fear, 
 Yet fain would see; and the Unknown a sprite 
 
 With nameless terror armed, above the sphere 
 Enveloped in the caul of pregnant night, 
 Who hurl the shafts of fate, that wound where they 
 alight. 
 
28 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Such were the scenes when to the threshold back 
 
 Of Abram outcast Hagar had returned, 
 While the pale crescent had retraced its track 
 
 To the steppes aboriginal it spurned, 
 
 And on the domes of mosques no longer burned; 
 When no more from the shaft of minaret, 
 
 His eyes toward the holy Mecca turned, 
 Was heard the muezzin call when sun was set 
 "Allah is God, and his great prophet Mahomet!" 
 
 But every morn and evening to the skies 
 From the new Temple on Moriah's Hill 
 
 Curled the white, breath-like smoke of sacrifice 
 From tears of incense Indian trees distil, 
 But from no blood, forbidden life to kill; 
 
 Such code of mercy preludes fit his reign 
 Who shall all sacrifice in love fulfill, 
 
 Who all the world's imperial thrones shall gain, 
 
 When Zion shall be crowned queen of the earth's do- 
 main. 
 
 XL. 
 
 Now the wild Arab's tents are far withdrawn 
 To Sinai's rocks and Kedar's sandy plains, 
 
 And harps are strung in grove and dewy lawn, 
 And on the hills are heard exultant strains, 
 Loud hymns of praise, and sweet love's soft refrains; 
 
 For Israel dwells in peace, a happy race, 
 
 And 'neath the shade of olives careless drains 
 
 The odoriferous sun-blood, and his face 
 
 Is bright with pride, not slouched from undeserved 
 disgrace. 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 29 
 
 XLI. 
 
 And where once Jacob roamed, and David reigned, 
 Now rules a chief judge, Himelek by name, 
 
 And Methulah, the priest, who had attained 
 To Zadok's station, and to Nathan's fame, 
 Attends the altar with perpetual flame; 
 
 But no more to the God-indwelling sheen, 
 When to the inner sanctuary he came, 
 
 That erst had stood the cherub's wings between, 
 
 Yearly atonement made to purge the people clean. 
 
 XLII. 
 "Then to and fro shall men run through the earth, 
 
 And shall increase in knowledge," are the words 
 Of unfallacious seer; and now goes forth 
 
 Steam's Pegasus along the road that girds 
 
 The world with iron zones as swift as birds 
 That steeple-chase the storm; and flaming sprites, 
 
 Subservient, flourishing cherubic swords, 
 Unfooted and unwinged, speed instant flights, 
 Invisible, down ocean depths, up mountain heights, 
 
 XLIIL 
 Through fields of air, through chambers of the rock ; 
 
 And carry thoughts imponderable at command, 
 And write them on the dial of a clock 
 
 With a steel pen held in a fiery hand; 
 
 Mind questions distant mind, land answers land, 
 Moments outstretch months, and weeks outstrip years; 
 
 Now science waves around her magic wand; 
 And quicker in the veins though blood careers, 
 Yet longer man lives now, and more than man ap- 
 pears. 
 
30 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XL1V. 
 
 For all the elements, become his slaves, 
 Labor to do him corvee; he now reads 
 
 The current of the winds, and flow of waves; 
 The laws of life investigates; why seeds 
 Grow bread-corn, where the ground once littered 
 weeds; 
 
 Why perish animals, and species die, 
 
 While others are evolved; with scales and reeds 
 
 He weighs and measures atoms and the sky, 
 
 And cons what kind of matter forms the worlds on 
 high. 
 
 XLV. 
 
 Then in due season gave the Lord the rain, 
 The first and latter showers, that oil and wine 
 
 And harvests might be garnered, pulse and grain, 
 And herds and flocks, O Israel, might be thine, 
 And with the Balm of Gilead thy face shine, 
 
 Stranger to palace cares, exempt from pain 
 As when thou faithful kept'st the law divine, 
 
 When thine was every valley, hill and plain, 
 
 From the Euphrates' banks down to the Syrian main. 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 As Tarshish was thy merchant then, so now 
 Britain thee sends her iron, tin and lead; 
 
 To Sheba, through the sands thy camels plow 
 To fetch thee Indian shawls to dress thy head, 
 Cassia and myrrh and calamus to shed 
 
 Rich odors on thy clothes, and fume thy halls, 
 And to embalm with sweets the marriage bed, 
 
 Trinkets of gold to deck thy festivals, 
 
 And gems to ornament thy daughters at thy balls. 
 
THE GATHERING OF THE JEWS. 31 
 
 XLVII. 
 
 Thy caravans now travel to Cathay, 
 
 Thy ships to Gerttile isles; wool, silk, and flax 
 
 Hamper thy stores, and thy bazaars display 
 The staples of the world, heaped up in stacks, 
 On which thou pay'st to kings no odious tax, 
 
 Nor fear'st their spleen to take what is thine own, 
 Nor dread'st, as once thy fathers did, their racks, 
 
 That started sinews, crushed the flesh and bone, 
 
 That they might with thy wealth tinsel a shameless 
 throne. 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 
 
 CANTO II 
 
 )HE plow shall drive a furrow o'er their towers, 
 
 I'll sow their streets with salt, till not a blade 
 'Of grass shall grow in their pavilioned bowers; 
 Their shops and palaces in ashes laid, 
 A wilderness for death to live in made; 
 Their celebrated Temple I will wreck, 
 
 And 'mid the ruins, in the pools shall wade 
 The bittern and the crane, and in the brake 
 The serpent curl his length, and wreath his spotted 
 neck!" . 
 
 ii. 
 
 " Howl ye! for the day of destruction 's come! 
 
 I'll shake the earth, so that from out her place 
 Zion shall be removed, and in her tomb 
 
 Buried forever; I will sweep the race 
 
 As with a besom; pale shall be the face, 
 The hand shall tremble, and the heart shall faint 
 
 Of her proud daughters, with their mincing pace, 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 33 
 
 Tinkling their bangles, who with kohol 1 paint 
 The ogle of their eyne, and yet affect the saint." 
 
 in. 
 
 Such were the rabid words of hate that spoke 
 Gog of Mongolia, king and caliph both; 
 
 And, as he roared, he struck his breast, and woke 
 Black Hell, with diabolic furies wroth, 
 Till foamed his livid mouth with clotted froth; 
 
 Like a wild boar that grins, his tush he showed 
 Ferocious, and the bristly hairs that clothe 
 
 His scabrous chin tugged till his visage glowed, 
 
 And rough as stormy rack his beard disordered flowed. 
 
 IV. 
 
 To whom replied his vizier, Ryno, thus, 
 
 Prostrating himself reverently before 
 PI is venerated lord, the glorious 
 
 Suzerain of mighty chiefs, than monarch more 
 
 Distinguished and esteemed; for him adore 
 His subject thralls, who think his awful nod 
 
 Is fate's own fiat, and his grace implore; 
 Who fear his cruel and relentless rod, 
 And to him bow supine, their Delei Lama God. 
 
 So much in even him had terror force 
 
 To tyrannize his nerves, that on his knees 
 Faltered his voice in deprecation hoarse, 
 - Confused and tremulous; for he shuddering sees 
 
 iThe sulphuret of antimony. 
 
34 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 The color in his master's cheeks to freeze, 
 And phosphor from his elf-shot eyes to glow, 
 
 As sparkle of a murky night the seas; 
 And well he knew that tempest ne'er did blow, 
 But it portended death, or ruin, wreck and woe. 
 
 "They would not grant thy heralds thy request; 
 
 But dare against thy mandates to rebel, 
 And, under frivolous pretexts of pest, 
 
 Refuse thy forces in their land to dwell, 
 
 And will their passage, arms in hand, repel; 
 And Araby, where every palm-tree grove, 
 
 Each oasis and defile, spring and well 
 Is theirs, is garrisoned, where only move 
 Their caravans of trade, or harrying Bedouins rove. 
 
 VII. 
 
 " They are colleagued with every Frankish State, 
 And Albion, who possesses Hindostan, 
 
 The prize we covet, which makes her so great, 
 Is called in, as a skilled physician, 
 To heal their sickness; and the charlatan 
 
 Prescribes conversion to the Christian faith; 
 
 That they may Jesus, whom they deem but man. 
 
 Revere henceforth as God, and with the breath 
 
 Of penitential psalms atone his shameful death. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 " To think in iron, and to act in steel, 
 Is to dig gold from out the hearts of men, 
 
7 HE COUNCIL OF WAR. 35 
 
 Love from the hatred and the fear they feel; 
 
 Who rules as lion will o'er lambkins reign ! 
 
 The king of birds was once the saucy wren ! 
 Be deaf to pity, and to suffering blind, 
 
 Manure the earth with Jews and Christians slain, 
 And let the sweetest music of thy mind 
 Be freedom's dying curse and groans of human kind !" 
 
 IX. 
 
 " But what new scheme has England now on foot, 
 To thwart my cherished purpose, to invade 
 
 Her eastern empire, and beneath my boot 
 
 Crush out her name there with the native aid? " 
 This answer the astute premier then made: 
 
 "The Sea-Queen, surfeited, seeks not to extend 
 Her cumbrous conquests, or to force her trade; 
 
 But plots, with machinations without end, 
 
 To drive the Hebrew Tribes agains thee to contend." 
 
 x. 
 
 "She sends her missionaries into their land, 
 She opens schools, and prints religious books, 
 
 Carries the circumcised from every strand, 
 From coral isles, and ocean's farthest nooks, 
 Back to Samaria's fount and Siloa's brooks, 
 
 Back to the verdant hills of Galilee, 
 
 To Joppa back, that from her window looks 
 
 Out on the waters of the tideless sea, 
 
 And back to Jordan's vale, and Hebron's flowery lea." 
 
36 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XI. 
 
 " Her grand armadas float in every port, 
 
 With pilgrims filled, returning to their home, 
 For they, with weary shoon, no more resort 
 
 To London's bloated towers, or wrecks of Rome, 
 
 Or .to the glory of our gilded dome; 1 
 No longer aliens at the stranger's hearth, 
 
 No more as Cainite murderers they roam, 
 Because they slew their brother, but their worth 
 And thrifty virtues are acknowledged through the earth.'' 
 
 XII. 
 
 "Phlebotomise their wealth, and take a spoil, 
 
 Such as at Delhi never Kouli took ! 
 Their barns are warping with their corn and oil, 
 
 While their sword is become a priming hook, 
 
 And their spear turned into a shepherd's crook." 
 So cunning counseled, and thus answered pride : 
 
 "Their scorn and insolence I will not brook; 
 Better for them that strangled they had died, 
 Or stabbed by Herod been, when from their mother's 
 side" 
 
 "They had been farrowed, or ghoul's eye looked on, 
 The plague had rot their litters; but I'll take 
 
 Their daughters captive, in derision crown 
 
 Their heads with nettles and sharp thorns, and make 
 My eunuchs whip them till their bones shall ache 
 
 iThe dome of the Church of St. Sophia, converted into a 
 mosque, at Constantinople. 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 37 
 
 And marrow quiver with the knout they wield ; 
 
 Yet shall the fairest of the virgins slake 
 My thirst for lust, and these their charms shall yield, 
 And shall be tricked in pomp, that they my state may 
 
 gild." 
 
 XIV. 
 
 "Send two fleet Tartars to demand the earth 
 And water, symbols of their servitude; 
 
 And if the swine refuse them, I'll let forth 
 My bloodhounds, who shall make a solitude 
 Where Zion in her greedy sty has stood 
 
 Till grown too fat. Meanwhile, to Scythia's plains 
 Dispatch my seal, and to the field of blood 
 
 Call all my territories and domains, 
 
 From hyperborean snows to equatorial rains;" 
 
 " From Irkoutsk and Archangel to Canton; 
 
 The swarms of Sericana, Thibet's hordes, 
 Mantchourian clans, from Obi to the Don, 
 
 Circassian chivalry and Turkish swords; 
 
 And greet of all my satrapies the lords, 
 And bid them to the feast that I prepare, 
 
 The banquet of the loathsome carrion birds 
 That snuff the tainted corpses in the air, 
 For where the carcass rots there is their festal fare. 
 
 Before the moon was old a council, called 
 Of all the Sanhedrim, was held in state, 
 Where Himelek presided, unappalled, 
 
38 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Undiscomposed, although the couriers wait 
 An audience, to transmit their master's hate. 
 "Admit the messengers! " Thus he outspoke, 
 
 And thus the elder Mercury: "The great 
 Kahn, who the Dragon's hoary sceptre broke, 
 And lopped the Crescent's horns with his victorious 
 stroke/' 
 
 "Hath sent us, his ambassadors, to demand 
 
 This province, which, if ye submissive yield, 
 Ye still may keep, for he will not the land 
 
 Escheat; and ye may trade, and reap, and build; 
 
 So hath his clemency permissive willed; 
 But ye must render me of Jordan's water 
 
 A golden urn, and soil from out the field 
 Where stands your Temple else prepare for slaugh- 
 ter; 
 
 None shall escape the sword, nor sire, nor son, nor 
 daughter! " 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 Then rises Methulah, down from whose neck 
 Fall the white locks in curls, a foaming sea, 
 
 And whose beard's silvery cascades showery break 
 Over his purple ephod to his knee, 
 And thus harangues the conclave solemnly : 
 
 " Death is a demon to the trembling ghost, 
 But to the brave an angel sent to free 
 
 The soldier from the dangers of his post, 
 
 The forlorn hope of life girt, by an ambushed host." 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 39 
 
 " To die is easy as to have been bom! 
 
 No greater pain 't will be to draw our last 
 Gasp, than the first breath of our infant morn ; 
 
 And what joy brought the present or the past 
 
 Like that which to us will the future cast 
 From out the hours in Fate's all-ruling hand, 
 
 When Time shall blow his farewell trumpet blast, 
 Skies melt away in smoke, and seas, and land, 
 And all before the cited Judgment Seat shall stand." 
 
 xx. 
 
 "Are ye afraid to die ? Ye then are dead 
 
 Already! and to live in constant fear 
 Is to be always dying ! What ye dread 
 
 Is what all passions hold despised or dear; 
 
 What, when defied, will but a shade appear; 
 A phantom for revenge that thirsts for blood, 
 
 For honor, love, and grief, to chase in air, 
 That vanishes to nothing when pursued, 
 And will not kiss the lips when 'tis with ardor wooed." 
 
 XXI. 
 
 " Ye dread the savage multitudes that may 
 
 Be brought against you. Let their numbers be 
 Thick as the rolling waves in Joppa's Bay, 
 
 Or finny shoals that continent the sea; 
 
 That army ''s always beaten shamefully 
 In whose ranks enters first blue-lipped dismay; 
 
 And valor's crowning meed is victory, 
 That sneaks not from the battle's dire array, 
 But on his sword relies, and cuts through foes his way." 
 
40 TIME AND ETERNI7Y. 
 
 " The brave disdain to live, unless they breathe 
 The air of freedom ; they are never slaves : 
 
 If perils threaten, they will stare at death, 
 
 And blanch not to behold their open graves, - 
 But still will rush where freedom's banner waves. 
 
 Think ye your cause is then so desperate, 
 That ye should fear these execrable knaves ? 
 
 Ye dare not manhood thus emasculate, 
 
 But will, defiant, answer back their haughty threat." 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 " Your fathers fought against imperial Rome, 
 
 Your mothers, when in want of other food, 
 Rather than render up their wedded home, 
 
 Devoured their children, their own flesh and blood ; 
 
 And where ye stand, there "they, undaunted, stood. 
 Here is Jehovah's sanctuary, your trust! 
 
 And shall it be polluted by this brood 
 Of foul hyenas ? Thou, O God, art just ! 
 Who will not guard thy shrine, let the wretch bite the 
 dust!" 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 He ended, scowling, but foreboding gloom 
 
 Weighed on his anxious breast ! so the palm bends 
 
 Her branches pensile when the storm is come; 
 So with its throbbing fires the cloud contends, 
 Till the fused lightning its combustion spends. 
 
 But now the President his speech begins: 
 " The fate of Zion on this day depends, 
 
 For on this day the crown of saints she wins, 
 
 Or felon's cross will gain for her backsliding sins." 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 4 
 
 xxv. 
 < If now we quail, in generous courage faint, 
 
 We must prepare our naked backs for blows, 
 All noble sentiments hold in restraint, 
 
 All manly feeling that resentment knows, 
 
 And learn the coward's cringing and his bows; 
 Learn how to tremble at an angry frown, 
 
 Learn how to flatter our detested foes, 
 How in the dust to crouch prostrated down, 
 And lick the foot of every churlish fool and clown." 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 "It is the craven heart and puny soul, 
 
 Afraid of every enterprise, that is 
 A helot ever: it acts its paltry roll, 
 
 And nothing feels of the ennobling bliss 
 
 Of aspirations after destinies 
 More glorious than to live. O Liberty ! 
 
 The honest patriot's apotheosis! 
 Intelligential sun, that lights the sky, 
 In whose disk shadows turn power, pomp, and pa- 
 geantry," 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 " Art thou eclipsed in Israel, but to shine 
 
 As a pale meteor in a land of dreams, 
 Or only live in poet's song divine, 
 
 Chanting thy praise sublime in lofty themes? 
 
 No; if thou seem'st consuming in the beams 
 Of thine own pyre, yet, like the Phoenix, thou 
 
 Wilt spring aloft from out thy funeral gleams, 
 And glad the people's hearts, and in strength grow 
 While empires fall away in dissolution's throe." 
 
42 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 " Your fathers lived beneath these roofs around, 
 And worshipped at these altars: will ye shame 
 
 Your lineage, and let them, leveled to the ground, 
 Be soiled by heathen conquerors, who claim 
 Honors divine, and scout Adonai's name ? 
 
 Fear ye not then the ire of God on high ? 
 
 Shrink ye not to disgrace your household fame ? 
 
 Is it from furious men alone ye'll fly ? 
 
 Ah no: Gibeon would fight, in such a cause would 
 die!" 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 He frounced his brow, and from his scornful eye 
 
 Shot wrath indignant, and disdain and pride, 
 When silence followed, waiting a reply. 
 
 At length Adoram ventured, who had dyed 
 
 His lips in Helicon and Siloa's tide: 
 " The watchful eye of Providence ne'er sleeps, 
 
 Although the sun behind a cloud may hide; 
 The bulrush trembles when the south wind sweeps, 
 But Israel's heart faints not, but steady pulses keeps." 
 
 XXX. 
 
 " Tis a hard lesson to learn how to die ! 
 
 But there's a task still harder: 'tis to live 
 Contented, and surrender dignity, 
 
 And honor, reputation, fame survive, 
 
 And on the blows of bondage fat and thrive. 
 Gog stretches forth his hand across the globe 
 
 To clutch its mace imperial, and would drive 
 Nations as sheep to slaughter, and them rob 
 Of that dear liberty for which their yearnings throb.'"' 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 43 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 " But more he strives to gain, more he'll excite 
 
 Celestial Nemesis; higher he would fly, 
 The lower he'll be flung to shades of night 
 
 By an inexorable destiny, 
 
 That hurls to hell who seeks to mount the sky 
 Through crimes enormous. Despot though he be, 
 
 Commanding millions who for him would die, 
 Yet, at the price of his own misery, 
 That tyrant buys his liberty who would enslave the 
 free." 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 "In form he is a fury, or a devil, 
 
 By servile mutes and lying eunuchs spoiled, 
 
 Baptised with curses by the imp of evil; 
 They say that he was born a spleenish child, 
 And never on his care-worn mother smiled, 
 
 Who died of grief; but in his cradle lay, 
 Still as the tiger crouches in the wild 
 
 Jungle, couchant e'er springing on his prey; 
 
 The babe's caress would fright the nurse with dire 
 dismay." 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 " His sword shall wither to a rotten staff, 
 A broken reed his sceptre, and a shade 
 
 His pageant throne; around his cenotaph 
 Shall antics dance the morris of the dead, 
 Foul gibbering fetches twine his crownless head 
 
 With knotted chaplets of the Worm of Death, 
 And the chameleon on his trappings tread; 
 
44 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Impatient fiends shall watch his parting breath, 
 And snatch his forfeit, soul to burning wrath beneath." 
 
 XXXIV. 
 
 " Hence let us sternly each the other pledge 
 Never to yield, but, trusting to our right, 
 
 Confront, determined, on the battle's edge 
 These infidels, whatever be their might, 
 And perish struggling in the storm of fight. 
 
 This vaunting slave your manhood must despise, 
 This tyrant never must the soul affright 
 
 That's true and loyal, and on God relies, 
 
 In whose hands are our lives, and Zion's destinies." 
 
 The envoys were dismissed, and back returned 
 
 To where ascend Byzantium's towers, become 
 Gog's grand metropolis, in whose brain burned 
 
 Exasperate the aconite of doom. 
 
 " El Kouds 1 shall be a funeral pyre and tomb! " 
 Exclaimed the Marut. " Let the levies raised 
 
 Here congregate beneath Sophia's dome, 
 Where the Jews may my standard view amazed, 
 Where Christ and Allah have been, but Budda now 
 is praised." 
 
 XXXVI. 
 
 " There it is flaunting, Death on his pale horse, 
 
 Type of the spoil and ruin I intend, 
 And emblem of my desolating course; 
 
 For I will to my rule all nations bend, 
 
 J The Arabic name for Jerusalem. 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 45 
 
 Or swarms cf ghosts to Dura's furnace send; 
 Where fiends wait them, and the fires prepare, 
 
 Where, though still burning, still shall never end 
 Their torments, for the scorching blasts of air, 
 And flaming rollers stings no drug can physic bear." 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 'Twas now when Goddesses together meet 
 On mountain tops, escorted by their train 
 
 Of smiling Graces, and of Pleasures sweet, 
 Emergent from a sunny cloud of rain, 
 To pass in state along the primrose plain; 
 
 And led by cloven-footed Pan, who plays 
 His syrinx to salute the bladed grain, 
 
 Satyrs and Dryads dance in wanton maze, 
 
 And hurl their sylvan spells till daffodillies blaze. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 When Eden zephyrs, whose delicious breath 
 
 Revives the tender loves of early day, 
 Blab where the violets hide, and the gorze heath 
 
 Is counterpaned with cloth of golden ray; 
 
 When marigolds to Mary seem to pray, 
 And peeps round mossy roots of velvet bloom 
 
 The vinca with the blue eyes of a fay; 
 And a chance butterfly flits in our room, 
 Perhaps some Psyche blest come back to visit home. 
 
 xxxix. 
 And soon arrived the troops that had been called : 
 
 From arctic ice-floes came the Tungusees, 
 Clad in bear skins and furs, whose face appalled 
 
46 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 With weirdness sinister, and Kergusees, 
 With flattened nose, and beady eyes like peas; 
 The squat Mantchow, the beardless Calmuck's horde, 
 
 From Ischim steppes away to Corean seas, 
 Iran's fleet horse, Zipangi's feudal lord, 
 And Siam's yellow brood, and Pegu's race abhorred; 
 
 XL. 
 Malays from spicy isles, the wandering tribes 
 
 Of Beelochistan, Balk, and Tien-Shan, 
 Imaums and pachas, muftis, kadis, scribes, 
 
 From Abyssinia to Affghanistan, 
 
 And dusky Moors from Fez and the Soudan, 
 Proud janissaries, and praetorian bands, 
 
 In lamb's wool coifed, and plushed in silk caftan. 
 Skilled to hurl javelins with unerring hands, 
 And toss the swift djereed, lissome as jugglers' wands. 
 
 XLI. 
 The infantry, the ambulance, and train 
 
 Of baggage are embarked, and steam along 
 The Hellespont, until the shore they gain 
 
 Immortalized in dreams of epic song, 
 
 That chanted Priam's death, and Helen's wrong; 
 Where sunny bays lie smiling in the sand, 
 
 And hundred-footed Ida clouds among, 
 The lonely Genius of the classic strand, 
 Talks with departed gods and heroes of the land 
 
 XLII. 
 
 Hence this contingent, under the command 
 Of the vizier, by fire-cars were conveyed 
 To Sardis, for now iron girders spanned 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 47 
 
 Where once flowed golden waves; and there they 
 
 made 
 
 A flying camp, beneath the plane tree's shade : 
 Meanwhile the king, with the remaining forces, 
 
 The mounted troops, that could through rivers wade, 
 Had crossed to Scutari, with all the horses, 
 Camels, mules, and asses, and reached the Typhon's 
 sources, 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 Near to where Baal-bek, restored again 
 To pristine opulence, with splendor shone, 
 
 Where was rebuilt the Syrian sun-god's fane, 
 But late become Jehovah's shrine and stone, 
 A sumptuous sanctuary of pillared stone; 
 
 The boundary of what was now the realm 
 
 Of Heber's sons, whence they had sudden gone; 
 
 Too well assured the devastating flame 
 
 To shard heaps would this outpost of their sceptre 
 whelm. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 A hundred years before, among its mounds 
 
 The jackalls scraped their holes, and nightly prowled, 
 
 And swift gazelles by day scoured o'er its grounds; 
 Amid its vaulted crypts hyenas growled, 
 Bats and screech-owls its quoins and friezes foulde, 
 
 And robber Druses their mud hovels made 
 
 'Gainst sculptured basements, and on strangers 
 scowled ; 
 
 But now it was again a mart of trade, 
 
 And temples multiform and palaces displayed. 
 
48 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 A strong detachment here Gog left behind, 
 Mount Lebanon to watch, and hold the town; 
 
 Then pushed on rapidly, that he might bind 
 Es Sham 1 in chains, its towers tumble down, 
 And mosques defile, which minarets no more crown, 
 
 Now cupola-capped synagogues; but found 
 
 The Jews had from his threatened vengeance flown ; 
 
 And when throughout the streets his Cossacks wound, 
 
 They only heard the clank of their horse-hoofs to 
 sound. 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 The caliph city had become the prey 
 
 Of spoilers worse than wolves, the Phoenix sprung 
 
 So often from the dust to light of day, 
 
 Earth's ancient borough, which was only young 
 At Hebron's birth, when Abram praises sung 
 
 To a God alien in a lisping song, 
 
 And infant Babel her rude cithern strung 
 
 Mid clumps of palms her willow banks along, 
 
 And of primeval tribes Mizraim alone was strong 
 
 XLVII. 
 Damascus, long renowned for lush delights, 
 
 For gurgling runnels, and for pleasant groves, 
 And cafes hung at night with colored lights, 
 
 Mid gardens where the bulbuls sing their loves 
 
 In psalms so holy not a zephyr moves 
 The golden pollen from the citron's flowers; 
 
 Where pulsate with the cooing of the doves 
 
 l The Arabic name for Damascus. 
 
THE COUNCIL OF WAR. 49 
 
 Man's thoughts voluptuous, and love overpowers 
 The yielding heart, bewitched by the soft twilight hours : 
 
 XLVIII. 
 Where hum of bees the buzzing woodland swarms, 
 
 Where in the blaze of the baked window-sill 
 The salamander sleeps, and on his' shawms 
 
 The eldritch beetle hails the evening still ; 
 
 Where on the Pharphar's dock and fennel frill 
 The glow-worm Hero lights her bridal lamp, 
 
 To guide her own Leander from the hill; 
 On dog-rose heath where crickets trench their camp, 
 And rattle their castanets the frogs in meadows damp. 
 
 XLIX. 
 
 In this abandoned town the khan awaits 
 
 The approach of his lieutenant, who his way 
 Had expedited, till within the gates 
 
 Of Syria's capital, past many a bay 
 
 And promontory, whence he might survey, 
 In the far distance, Cyprus, as a haze 
 
 Welded of sea and sky in a clear day; 
 And nearer, on idyllic glens might gaze, 
 On Taurus' turbaned brow of oaks and pines and 
 bays. 
 
 L. 
 A sentinel towards the desert stands 
 
 Aleppo, with its lime and lemon woods, 
 Beleaguered by an enemy of sands, 
 
 Sombre and melancholy solitudes, 
 
 W r here life contends with death in ceaseless feuds; 
 Yet patches of tobacco and com gem 
 
50 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 With amber verdure its close neighborhoods, 
 And snowy cotton fields the borders hem 
 Of the brown waste that's bronzed by the sirocco's 
 flame. 
 
 LI. 
 Now through a russet heath, now florid vale, 
 
 Past the Orontes rattles on the train, 
 Fire-harnessed, thundering o'er the iron rail, 
 
 In net vulcanic woven, till they gain 
 
 Where streams meandering irrigate the plain, 
 And green what else would be a wilderness, 
 
 Teeming with summer fruits and golden grain ; 
 And here they join Gog's squadron's numberless, 
 That bivouac in this elysian loveliness. 
 
 L1I, 
 
 The grace of sylvan cloisters, lilies string, 
 
 On rosaries each hour a snow white bell, 
 And with their voice of perfume matins sing, 
 
 And like pale nuns their beads with unction tell; 
 
 While watching graves sits green, cold asphodel, 
 The ghost of flowers; hands folded as in prayer, 
 
 Prays the wood-sorrel, hermit of the dell ; 
 And, messengers of life, the swallows bear 
 True birds of Paradise, tidings of summer air. 
 
THE ENCAMPMENT. 
 
 CANTO III. 
 
 HE rails had been torn off, the culverts broken, 
 
 Bridges blown up, towards Jerusalem; 
 So for a hansel, and vindictive token 
 Of ills to come, to the devouring flame 
 The city was consigned, that hence its name 
 Might perish from the earth; and centuries after, 
 
 When to the blackened ruin pilgrims came, 
 They heard no sound of revelry or laughter, 
 But sorrel, blanched and sere, sighed from the mould- 
 ering rafter; 
 
 ii. 
 And from the rushes in its reeky fens 
 
 Stalked the malaria forth as from its grave 
 Steals silently the ghost; and from their dens 
 The lions howled where withered brackens wave 
 O'er fallen columns; and the whirlwinds rave 
 To waterspouts that call from deep to deep; 
 
 And lords of moss-grown aisle and crumbling nave 
 Of rifled tombs and temples, lizards creep 
 Where pomp and beauty blazed, but now in ashes 
 sleep. 
 
52 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 III. 
 From what had late been luxury's delight, 
 
 Now a scarred carcass, on their way proceed 
 The Terror towards Zion; so alight 
 
 A plague of locusts on an April mead, 
 
 Destroying with a pestilential greed 
 The milky spears of wheat with bearded glume; 
 
 So on the hills of Judah ravenous spread 
 The caterpillar's legions, and consume 
 The vines and melon beds, and summers ripening 
 bloom. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Where'er they marched, through wood of pine or oak, 
 
 O'er grassy champaign, or through flowery dell, 
 Their footsteps might be tracked by clouds of smoke, 
 
 By lurid flames or smouldering fires of hell, 
 The carse so ravined none there hence could dwell. 
 They cross the Jordan's tide below the lake 
 
 Of Merom, at a ford their guides knew well; 
 And then the road to Capernaum take, 
 Where Christ the servant healed for his good master's 
 sake. 
 
 v. 
 Where he, the glory and the shame of men, 
 
 Along the dunes with stars his vigils passed, 
 While couched the coney in his tunnelled den, 
 
 And callow broods were laid in slumber fast 
 
 In their warm nests; him smote the midnight 
 
 blast, 
 As wearied with uninterrupted tread 
 
 That lonely beach he paced, by grief o'ercast : 
 
THE ENCAMPMENT. 53 
 
 Beast to his lair had crept, bird to his bed, 
 
 The Son of Man had not where he could lay: his head. 
 
 VI. 
 
 They coursed by Magdala, famous by the faith 
 
 Of a sick woman's love, in sorrow strong, 
 The first who heard alive the voice of death 
 
 Beatified ; Tiberias along 
 That sea, on which have human feet among 
 Its crested billows walked, as on firm ground; 
 
 And holy Nazareth, where angel's song 
 Hailed Mary, full of grace, on earth renowned, 
 In Heaven exalted, for thou hast Heaven's favor 
 found. 
 
 VII. 
 
 O mystery ! beyond the depth of thought ! 
 
 Beyond the sense of wisdom's blinded eyne ! 
 With wondrous meaning to all ages fraught! 
 
 Although no consort to a spouse divine, 
 
 What honor can beside thy glory shine? 
 For if in human flesh a God e'er dwelt, 
 
 'Twas in thy dear son's chanty benign : 
 The bleeding heart to thee and him hath knelt, 
 And for that prayer stronger, better, purer felt. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 How different was thine errand here, O king 
 Of carnage and of death ! Not to salute 
 
 Faith, the mother of Peace, and his birth sing, 
 
 * As Bethlehem's minstrels, with the harp and lute, 
 Greeting good-will to men; but as a brute 
 
 In whom had Satan entered, didst thou come, 
 
54 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Begrimed with every hellish attribute, 
 Denouncing war's exterminating doom, 
 And ready to convert the earth into a tomb. 
 
 Thence thou didst move on Shunem, to attain 
 The craggy denies, sheltered by a wood, 
 
 And soon the cover of the thickets gain, 
 
 Where erst the Philistine encampment stood, 
 Before the field that flowed a lake of blood; 
 
 And there thine army draw up, line on line, 
 In martial order, a dense multitude, 
 
 Innumerable amidst the scraggy pine, 
 
 That thick with glimmering spears and glancing 
 bayonets shine. 
 
 x. 
 Meanwhile, had Israel's ruler missives sent 
 
 By lightning couriers, to request the aid 
 Promised by Britain, w r ho a settlement 
 
 Had formed in Egypt, and its peoples swayed, 
 
 And to whom all willing obedience paid, 
 Copt, Nubian, Negro, Berber, Frank, and Moor ; 
 
 Who on the banks of Nile had firmly laid 
 The strong foundations of her Indian power, 
 Her empire stretching thence to Ceylon and Lahore. 
 
 XI. 
 
 An army vast of centaur Mamelukes 
 
 And Spahisshe had raised, and black Sepoys; 
 
 The Saxon cool was there, and Celt, who brooks ** 
 Impatient the curbed bridle, but enjoys 
 The sport of battle with its din and noise; 
 
THE ENCAMPMENT. 55 
 
 More rash than steady, volatile than sage; 
 
 The gold of courage, who with dross alloys 
 Of quarrels vain; the hero of the stage, 
 Irrepressible whether love or war he wage. 
 
 XII. 
 
 These levies were under the sole command 
 
 Of gray-haired Alpin placed, a veteran 
 Who had for years with wisdom ruled the land, 
 
 Sagacious in the field or the divan; 
 
 No ballet fop, no dwarfling of a man, 
 No puppet with an ancient pedigree, 
 
 Tricked in old threadbare raiment; shrewd to plan, 
 And prompt to execute, and just was he ; 
 Gentle yet firm, and kind in his severity. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 Loved by his soldiers, cherished by his king, 
 And self-respected by his own proud soul, 
 
 He was no wittol courtier, fluttering 
 
 In state levees, dizened in Momus's stole, 
 With a fool's-cap and feathers on his poll, 
 Grinning for favors; but on his own head 
 Alone relied to help him to the goal 
 
 He had attained, and where that mentor led 
 
 He never feared, with sword in hand, that way to 
 tread. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 On board of transports were these troops dispatched, 
 
 In the bright honey-zephyred month of May, 
 When cottage roofs with netted vines are thatched, 
 
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56 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And with sweet woodbines' coral bugles gay, 
 
 Or the wisteria's cerulean spray. 
 They safely anchored in the open port, 
 
 Where the sea-dragon held the nymph at bay, 
 Till her deliverer with the monster fought; 
 Late of immigrants, now of soldiers the resort. 
 
 xv. 
 
 Within the town are narrow, tortuous streets, 
 Training the smell of noisome sewerage; 
 
 Yet here and there a doddered tower greets 
 The stroller, remnants of a former age, 
 Fit contemplation for the musing sage; 
 
 For there are epics writ on each cut stone, 
 Let into shapeless walls at every stage, 
 
 Torn from a triglyph or a propyleon, 
 
 Where lonely ruins mark Csesarea's glory gone. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 And many more auxiliars had arrived : 
 Greeks from artistic Hellas; from Trieste 
 
 Hungarians, who their Teuton bonds had rived, 
 And formed an independent kingdom, blest 
 With peace and union, and were grandly drest 
 
 In gilded uniforms, with slash and braid, 
 Fierce as a winged gryphon's flaming crest; 
 
 Germania's sturdy sons had been conveyed; 
 
 Muscovite and Pole, the red-haired Dane, and blue- 
 eyed Swede. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 Hither had also mustered martial Gauls, 
 Mercurial, and inconstant, and yet brave, 
 
THE ENCAMPMENT. 57 
 
 Who follow Glory's voice where'er she calls; 
 And now the ensign of the Lark * they wave, 
 Trolling a trouvere ballad to trie grave : 
 
 Ausonia's noble race, regenerated, 
 No more to foreign tyranny a slave, 
 
 But by their bloody baptism renovated, 
 
 Had for their holy faith a brigade here translated. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 And Celtiberian gallantry had sent, 
 
 In honor of the Virgin and her Son, 
 A patient, hard-enduring armament, 
 
 And offered vows to images of stone, 
 To shield from sacrilege Jehovah's throne; 
 And from the austral shore, with sands of gold, 
 
 And rocks of brass, had men of iron bone, 
 And thews of steel, in adamantine mould, 
 Been here dispatched, a small contingent staunch and 
 bold. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Beside these, there was yet another band 
 A brotherhood of knightly volunteers 
 
 Culled from the youth of Freedom's chosen land, 
 Whither the orb of mundane empire steers 
 
 To blaze in glory through the western spheres; 
 
 Who had sworn Zion's altars to protect 
 From pillage, and avenge her sacred tears? 
 
 Or, in the ardent enterprise be wrecked, 
 
 Of all the Christian arms the chivalry select. 
 
 (1) The Lark was the standard of the Gaulish contingent 
 whom Julius Caesar led into Italy. 
 
58 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 These divers nationalities obeyed, 
 
 Each its own captain, but the others yielded 
 
 Precedence to the English chief, and paid 
 
 Him due submission; and he gently wielded, 
 Yet firmly, the authority, nor builded 
 
 An arrogance offensive, nor a vain 
 
 Pride of command, the player's staff that's gilded, 
 
 And not a marshall's truncheon, that with pain, 
 
 Deep thought, and anxious care, can only soldiers gain. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 Night wraps her mantle round the shivering stars, 
 While spring-wort's candles light the elves to sleep: 
 
 Alike the hum of peace, and roar of Mars 
 
 Nod in life-aping dreams. Now from the deep 
 Cave of the past long buried memories leap 
 
 Reanimated from the dust, and greet 
 
 The overburdened heart till it must weep! 
 
 With friends deceased again the living meet, 
 
 And tread their mile-stone road of life with backward 
 feet. 
 
 The season of the rainbow-tinctured flowers, 
 Daughters of sunshine and the dew of night, 
 
 Had gone to seed, when through the garden bowers, 
 Besprent with haze of leucothean light, 
 While yet the stars the face of Heaven dight, 
 
 Alpin led forth his squadrons through the town, 
 Past fields of flax and hemp, and hedges bright 
 
 With roses, bursting like our hopes, ere blown 
 
 By disappointment's blast, they are forever flown. 
 
7 HE ENCAMPMENT. 59 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 Skirting the base of Carmel's wooded height, 
 Near great rocks shadowing the land they pass, 
 
 Then on the banks of Kishon's stream alight, 
 Where lambs were frisking on the tender grass, 
 And the larks carolling over them, alasl 
 
 Their epithalamium, of many there 
 The threnody, as litany at mass, 
 
 Or vespers sweet, or swinging in the air 
 
 From Heaven's threshold bells that call the blest to 
 prayer. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 Kishon, that ancient river, where the stars 
 Fought in their courses against Sisera, 
 
 When there arose to rule the tribal wars 
 A mother, prophetess and conqueror, 
 In Israel, wiser than her captains were; 
 
 "When Jael, who her country's sorrows wept, 
 Softly to where reposed the warrior, 
 
 Her nation's scourge, with nail and mallet crept, 
 
 And drove the sharp death in his temple as he slept. 
 
 Near to the clachan of Megiddo was 
 
 Encamped the Hebrew army in their tents, 
 Hard by the mazard of a rocky pass, 
 
 By forts protected and strong armaments; 
 
 And there his quarters on the steep ascents 
 Alpin arrayed: and now down to the fall 
 
 Of the spring-flood from mountain rifts and repts, 
 Were heard the drum's tattoo, and bugle's call, 
 And bale fires seen to burn on every pinnacle. 
 
60 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 A million soldiers were drawn up to fight 
 For Jewry in the plain of Armageddon 
 
 Against three millions on the opposite height, 
 By Gog, the Anti-Christ blasphemer, led on, 
 The dread Avatar of the fierce Abaddon, 
 
 The Emperor of the shades of death below, 
 
 Whose rage transfused in him and hatred gad on 
 
 The wretch in his career of bloody woe, 
 
 As a bull mad with stings when flies upon him blow. 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 They had been stationed here for several days, 
 When just as boomed the camp's meridian gun, 
 
 The light grew dark to their intense amaze, 
 As if with sack-cloth on it mourned the sun, 
 And nature had her funeral pall put on; 
 
 The air felt dead, and scarce could creatures breathe, 
 Scarce could the beasts stir in the thickets dun, 
 
 To his hole slunk the snake for fear of death, 
 
 And ravens ceased to fly, but floated o'er the heath. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 A calm ensued, so still, ne'er was a storm 
 
 More terrible, strange fear seized fainting men 
 
 No wonder! for in Heaven appeared a form, 
 Meek as a paschal lamb led to be slain, 
 That to the right hand of the Throne where reign 
 
 All Power and Love stepped, and the Book of Fate 
 Took from his Father's hand, and loosed the chain, 
 
 And broke the seal, when all the hosts elate 
 
 With joy, saluted Him, who there in glory sat; 
 
THE ENCAMPMENT. ^ 61 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 And there was solemn silence for a space, 
 
 That held in trance the glad empyrean. 
 Then closed the skies; and there was seen to race 
 
 A shooting star, that from the groundsill ran 
 
 Of Paradise, and in a moment's span 
 Lit on the top of Tabor's mount, and shone 
 
 A lustrous spirit with the face of man, 
 And blew a trumpet with a piercing tone, 
 So shrill, it curdled frore the liquid blood to stone 
 
 XXX. 
 
 In living hearts that heard it. Then great voices, 
 Intoned in thunder, through the startled air 
 
 Exclaimed: "The kingdom of this world rejoices, 
 Because that soon along the starry sphere 
 In clouds of glory will the Lord appear." 
 
 And from embattled sabaoth on high, 
 In various cadence rising, falling, clear, 
 
 Responses echoed in the trembling sky, 
 
 Rolling through countless orbs in the infinity: 
 
 XXXL 
 
 " We thank Thee that Thou hast resumed Thy reign, 
 For angry are the nations; but Thy wrath 
 
 Will soon begin. Then shall to life again 
 Rise from the clod, as vernal flowers rathe, 
 The virtuous dead, and follow on the path 
 
 That leads to days eternal; nor disdain 
 
 W r ilt Thou Thy saints elect, the scattered swath 
 
 Mown down by Death's sharp scythe, who suffered 
 pain 
 
62 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And martyrdom, whose robes are washed without a 
 stain." 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 Again the portals of the azure wide 
 
 Unfolded, and displayed the golden Ark 
 
 Within the Temple; whence a rushing tide 
 Of swirling hail and snow drifts burst the dark 
 Chambers of air, and meteors flash and spark, 
 
 Explosive with tempestuous flame and smoke: 
 Hark to the herald's joyful tidings, hark ! 
 
 " The power of Sin and Satan shall be broke, 
 
 And Death and Hell shall yield to the Messiah's 
 yoke!" 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 Lo! a third wonder! Through the welkin flies, 
 
 Black as the shadow of Apollyon, 
 An Angel, casting in the shuddering skies 
 
 The Seventh Plague from out a Vial, whence run 
 
 Wars, pestilence, and famine, till the sun 
 Sweats drops of blood in agonizing woes, 
 
 And from the Throne a voice calls " It is done!" 
 Immediately the earth's parturient throes 
 Ripped its Cyclopean womb till isles sunk and seas 
 rose. 
 
 Quick heaved the ground, as billows of the main, 
 In undulations of gigantic waves, 
 
 That mountains seemed to walk across the plain; 
 Then cracks in veins, and gaps, and hollow caves, 
 Of thousand cities the engulfing graves. 
 
 Church steeples rock, cathedral towers creak, 
 
THE ENCAMPMENT. 63 
 
 And bury with their ruins aisles and naves; 
 The palaces of kings to fragments break, 
 And in their sepulchres the dead from sleep awake. 
 
 The living quail, and utter piercing screams, 
 Heart-rending, for they think the day of doom 
 
 Is come, and that the lurid crimson beams, 
 
 Which through the pitchy clouds with anger loom, 
 Are lightnings pausing ere their bolts consume; 
 
 That Fate was tolling for the death of Time 
 A funeral knell ere laid in nature's tomb, 
 
 And sung his dirge in elegiac rhyme 
 
 Of thunder trump and whirlwind harp in storms 
 sublime. 
 
 Sin is the nurse of fear; yet impious Gog 
 Preserved a steady brow, composed, serene, 
 
 Because the Dragon had inspired the dog 
 
 With sanguine hopes; and when they saw his mien 
 Brazed and erect, his trembling subjects ween 
 
 Him the Almighty, and the awful signs 
 
 His work, which they had with such wonder seen, 
 
 Some new invention of his grand designs 
 
 Miracles of his power! " See how his godhead 
 shines 1" 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 And there were many Christians and Jews both, 
 Who, though they on the portents looked with 
 
 dread, 
 Yet trusted in their cause, and were not loth 
 
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64 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 To risk the battle's issue; but the head 
 Of guilt in peace slept not that night in bed, 
 But by grim apparitions was enthralled; 
 
 And if the wind but a low moaning made, 
 Or shadow passed, they thought that they were called 
 By some blood-sprinkled ghost, and quaked, and were 
 appalled. 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 
 
 CANTO IV, 
 
 ROUND their camp the Christian armies raised 
 Earthworks, embankments, and casemated walls, 
 And sloping glacis cut where late had grazed 
 
 The antelope, but where no longer falls 
 His frightened hoof, that every noise appals; 
 And ditches delved with rigid palisade, 
 
 Planted with death behind, impervious malls, 
 And parapets, redoubts, and ramparts made, 
 And on the walls and rathes long tiers of cannons 
 laid, 
 
 IL 
 
 At all the stations guards were set to watch 
 The country round for fear of a surprise; 
 
 And oft an aide-de-camp, in quick dispatch, 
 From van to rear, and from an outpost hies 
 To where the staff in central quarters lies. 
 
 Here on a plateau's spur, there in a dell, 
 
 A marshalled squadron 's drilled for exercise; 
 
 And in the night the tread of sentinel 
 
 Is heard, who challenges the watchword, " All is 
 well." 
 
66 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 III. 
 And often in the stilly air the hum 
 
 Of mustering legions breaks the solitude 
 Of Carmel's oaken summits; and the drum 
 
 With doubling echoes startles in the \vood 
 
 The wild boar crunching acorns for his food; 
 And oft at set of sun the flaming spears, 
 
 And gleaming bayonets of the multitude 
 Disturb the flocks of geese with panic fears, 
 And rout their phalanxed wedge as through the cloud 
 it steers. 
 
 IV. 
 
 At many a camp-fire then some youth beguiled 
 The dreary watch by tales of by-gone days, 
 
 When, like a mother, Fate had on him smiled, 
 And Hope, had sung him sleep, with syren lays, 
 To waken up, and at the nightmare gaze : 
 
 Her pillared arch of opal in the sky 
 So Iris builds with dewy light ablaze, 
 
 The gate of cloudy palaces on high, 
 
 Till thunder storms strike down the specious masonry. 
 
 And then douce thoughts of home, to touch soft 
 hearts, 
 
 Would rise, expressed in sympathetic sighs, 
 Till on the burning eyeball a tear starts, 
 
 And some fair girl appears before fond eyes 
 
 Some image hallowed by pure memories ! 
 O ! talk of glory to the dead in war ! 
 
 To the crushed flower of primaveral skies! 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 67 
 
 Of light and splendor to the fallen star ! 
 But of the love of home speak not where warriors 
 are! 
 
 VI. 
 
 Yet sacred melancholy reigns not alone, 
 The jovial song and merry jest go round; 
 
 The Highland bagpipes blow their squealing drone, 
 And Highland reels beat measure to the sound, 
 And Irish heels with frisky jigs rebound : 
 
 The Celtic blood at danger's all astir, 
 And where the battle is its joy is found, 
 
 A stoic brave, yet gay philosopher, 
 
 A mummer dancing blithe above his sepulchre. 
 
 VII. 
 
 But now the withered ghost of squalid want 
 
 Flits through the camp: on desiccated bones, 
 And moldy bread they fared, with rations scant; 
 
 Hence through the spital tents were heard the 
 groans 
 
 Of soldiers sick and dying, and the moans 
 Of helplessness, and ravings of despair, 
 
 Till stalwart men shrunk into skeletons! 
 And one would curse, another say a prayer, 
 While what alone was fed was grim and gnawing care. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 They could not draw supplies from neighboring lands, 
 For scouts incessant scoured the bridle roads, 
 
 To intercept convoys and forage bands: 
 Marasmus oft a maniac explodes, 
 And suicides were frequent episodes. 
 
68 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Well did Gog know how famine thinned their hosts, 
 
 So he could wait its lenten stings and goads, 
 That sent them fasting to the feast of ghosts, 
 While daily forward he pushed on his advanced posts. 
 
 The season, too, was adverse, for a drought 
 
 Flayed the land bare; the green-eared corn was 
 struck 
 
 By blistering winds, and the charred grain fell out 
 From the spikes blasted ; fruits that could not brook 
 The sultry noon, were shriveled to a ruck, 
 
 Dried by the chymic flame till mummified, 
 
 Or from the boughs dropped in a heap of muck ; 
 
 Frizzled the leafy verdure was and fried, 
 
 And trunks of forest trees split to their cores and died. 
 
 x. 
 
 For days, for weeks, for months, the crimson sun 
 Rose and it set, the moon waxed and moon waned, 
 
 And the stars shone without a cloudlet on 
 The torrid sky: by day, a window paned 
 With burnished silver, without blemish stained; 
 
 By night, a gray white sheet of steel, inlaid 
 
 With diamond spangles; and then stillness reigned 
 
 As heavy as an atmosphere of lead, 
 
 And the torpedo clime with lightnings stung the head. 
 
 XI. 
 
 Sometimes a whirlwind would arise, and lift 
 
 Columns of dust from off the squamous soil, 
 And scatter them aloft to whirl and drift 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 69 
 
 For miles along, in many a spiral coil, 
 As runs some monster to overtake a spoil; 
 Or the air, sucking moisture from the ground, 
 
 Twirled and vibrated in a sparkling pile, 
 Where seething ponds in scorched ravines abound, 
 Whence stench of loathing comes from frequent slime- 
 pits round. 
 
 XII. 
 
 And once there blew, as from an oven's mouth, 
 A heated kamseen, with his choking breath, 
 
 Parched by the sand-storm of the fiery south; 
 And suddenly a cloud swept o'er the heath 
 A pestilence, whose trail was tracked by death 
 
 Of flies, on limber scale or gauzy wing, 
 
 Blackening the air above, the ground beneath, 
 
 In the dull eve-like midnoon fluttering, 
 
 And the swarm buzz, and hum, and hiss, and flap, and 
 sting. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 There was the tzetse plague, inflicting pain 
 
 And botches on whatever flesh they seize. 
 Till oozed an issue from each punctured blain; 
 
 The locust rustling on the furnace breeze; 
 
 Bugs, beetles, scorpions, centipedes, and fleas; 
 And the musquito, night's hobgoblin pest, 
 
 The vampire that forbids or sleep or ease, 
 Bred in the open cesspools that infest 
 The streets of tropic towns, miasma's putrid nest. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 The last cicada's song had long expired, 
 
 Yet Gog moved not; but just before the rains 
 
70 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Of autumn fall, while panting nature tired 
 
 Lay sick of dog-star fevers, through the plains 
 Down to the rivage, tussock-tanned, his trains 
 Of heavy ordnance drags, and distant range, 
 
 And opens fire with shot and linked chains, 
 And bombs, and shells, and darts from engines strange, 
 That, with explosive flame, burn cot, and barn, and 
 grange. 
 
 xv. 
 
 The brass and iron ^Etnas spouting blaze 
 Cyclopean death, and the swift ruin falls 
 
 On bastioned towers and battlements, and raze 
 The ravelines, curtains, and casemated walls, 
 Till the dire wreck the stoutest heart appals; 
 
 Behind fascines and dykes the Christians keep 
 For shelter from the storm of red-hot balls; 
 
 And in return with their artillery sweep 
 
 Long swathes of dead and wounded, and the chan- 
 nels heap 
 
 XVI. 
 
 With stacks of slain; but the dry shallows ford 
 Battalions fresh, and reach its southern shore, 
 
 Swarm hurtling swarm, and horde encumbering horde, 
 And on the plain of Armageddon pour, 
 As the black deluge of a tropic shower; 
 
 While grape and canister gash down their ranks, 
 Midst shouts and curses and the cannon's roar, 
 
 And hurl them backwards to the sedgy banks, 
 
 And with the hail of fear disperse their broken flanks. 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON, 71 
 
 XVII. 
 
 But Ryno rallies them repulsed, and they, 
 
 Cheered by his voice, back to the mounds attain, 
 O'er fallen comrades jostling on their way, 
 
 And on the parapet a footing gain; 
 
 But there the Huns resistance firm maintain, 
 And Goths and Teutons form their phalanxes, 
 
 The hardy Norse, stout Beige, and lusty Dane, 
 A bulwark of their bodies to redress 
 The cause of Christendom, menaced with sore dis- 
 tress. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 Now pipes are yelling, and the clarions bloring, 
 
 Horses snorting, sabres and kriesses clashing, 
 As ranks impetuous in the onset pouring, 
 
 With claymores gleaming, and with falchions flash- 
 ing, 
 
 In the main shock of battle fierce are dashing; 
 With rigid sinews stretched upon the strain, 
 
 And vice-held grip of bayonet squares are crashing 
 The Cossack cavalry, that form again, 
 And rush as runs a fire through autumn's stubble plain. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Now spears with hostile lances interweave, 
 And yataghans with scimeters contend; 
 
 Halberds and battle-axes helmets cleave, 
 
 And the chained hauberk pikes and arrows rend, 
 And flocks of souls to hell or heaven send; 
 
 Nearer in tug of war conflicting meet, 
 
 And in each blow the rage of fiends spend, 
 
72 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 With tightened arm, teeth set, and stiffened feet, 
 And with their weapons' clatter death or victory greet. 
 
 But louder than the tumult, Honor's voice 
 
 Bids the hereditary valor rise 
 Of Israel, and their just revenge rejoice, 
 
 In yells reverberating to the skies 
 
 Their anathema maranatha cries; 
 Upon the pressing enemy they dart, 
 
 Till rage incarnadines their blood-shot eyes, 
 Like hydrophobic hounds, and where dispart 
 The hostile ranks stab every foeman to the heart. 
 
 Just then a corps of Tchakar horsemen rushed, 
 With scrannel furies leading their advance, 
 
 And closing on the lines of Judah, crushed 
 The gallant warriors with the spear and lance, 
 Draggled to dust but for the troops of France : 
 
 Then fell their brave commander by the side 
 Of his own ensign's tattered cognizance, 
 
 A lion gules, rampant in shaggy pride 
 
 Of forest freedom, and a vine with clusters dyed. 
 
 Adoram, too, was wounded as he fought 
 His captain to revenge, his friend and kin; 
 
 But dearly this success the Tchakars bought, 
 For now the flower of chivalry pour in 
 With bugle's bray and pibroch's screeching din; 
 
 And charge the brigade that in panic flies, 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 73 
 
 And from them the imperial standard win; 
 Then oped the embrasures of the batteries 
 Their mouths of rattlesnakes and hydra-headed eyes. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 Sad implement of infinitude of woe, 
 
 Infernal engine: yet intelligent 
 As is the soldier laid by thy fire low; 
 
 Sometimes as gay as now belligerent, 
 
 When to announce some festival thou'rt sent, 
 Then children clap their hands with thoughtless glee: 
 
 But when thy thunder shakes the battlement, 
 Nations bewail thy mock of misery; 
 Thy voice the roar of mirth or howl of agony! 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 Pleased was the gray-haired chieftain, and thus spoke : 
 " That mounted phalanx, in its foremost lines, 
 
 Is by the encounter of our forces broke, 
 
 And back recoils from where the battle joins, 
 And fate auspicious to our arms inclines. 
 
 Their ranks disordered utterly I see; 
 
 Now fire the mortars, and now spring the mines; 
 
 One struggle more, and Jewry shall be free, 
 
 We fight for God and Christ, our faith and liberty! " 
 
 XXV. 
 
 " Breathe martial spirit in the valorous fife, 
 And bid the rattling drum hot ardor sound, 
 
 And, rushing fearless to the field of strife, 
 
 Let us the pride and power of Gog confound, 
 And dash his pomp vain glorious to the ground! " 
 
74 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 From flutes and pipes the screaming challenge floats, 
 
 With throbbing resolution hearts rebound, 
 And answer back defiance from their throats, 
 While vengeance wild exults from cornet's blatant 
 notes. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Instant there flew the fury of dragoons, 
 And curassiers, and lancers, and huzzars, 
 
 Through dusty knolls of bent and dried lagoons. 
 And over carcasses with ancient scars 
 And recent wounds deformed, victims of war's 
 
 Barbaric monster, and the straggling rear 
 
 Retreating close pursued. But now the stars, 
 
 Glimmering through smoke, as fluttering ghosts appear 
 
 Of heroes slain, but where unmuffled twinkle clear, 
 
 And o'er the field a dome of glory spread, 
 A Heaven over Hell. In peace arise 
 
 The constellations over Gilboa's head, 
 The influence of the Pleiad's mysteries, 
 The key-stone of the arch of stellar skies, 
 
 Orion's swathing bands, and sword, and belt, 
 Aldebaran flaming in the Bull's red eyes: 
 
 O who hath not the solemn grandeur felt, 
 
 When peep their orbs through dusk, and when in 
 dawn they melt, 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 And their dumb tongues speak to the awe-struck soul ! 
 
 O what is mundane power but vanity, 
 A gilded bauble for the empty fool, 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 75 
 
 In presence of those altar-fires on high, 
 That light the shrines of dread infinity? 
 There worlds inhabit space as men this earth, 
 
 Yet cannot plenish the immensity, 
 Where systems upon systems fail to girth 
 The universe of God, who still gives being birth ! 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 On Heaven's watch-tower hill his station takes 
 
 The Sentinel of Morn in mantle gray; 
 And as the earth to consciousness awakes, 
 
 The winking stars grow drowsy in the day; 
 
 When suddenly the feathered clouds display 
 In climes cerulean flecks of rosy down, 
 
 The wings of angel hosts, bent on their way 
 To Paradise, their nightly mission done 
 To watch this world, now called before Jehovahs 7 
 Throne. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 The glory of his beauty is attained, 
 Yet the diurnal luminary is concealed 
 
 Behind cleft Pisgah's peak, when softly waned 
 The rich phantasmagoria unannealed, 
 And from the encroaching golden splendor reeled : 
 
 Some fitful rays burst from the craggy ledge, 
 And the prismatic tints in silver sealed, 
 
 When lo ! the sun's disk from the mountain's edge 
 
 Lifted its flood Promethean, still of life the pledge; 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 But pledge of ruin too, and doom, and death ! 
 
 O who can see at morn the set of day ! 
 This moment is our own while we still breathe, 
 
76 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 The next is God's when he calls us away; 
 
 Life's birth is the beginning of decay; 
 The cradle rocking moves toward the tomb, 
 
 But love and truth to Heaven will find their way; 
 Though 'tis to wither that the roses bloom, 
 Yet their dried leaves, when dead, retain their first 
 perfume. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 Then from his couch of ebony, inlaid 
 
 With tortoise-shell and nacrine, Gog arose, 
 
 And with brocaded gaudery arrayed 
 
 His person, sparkling cap-a-pie with rows 
 Of gems profuse, with aiguilettes and bows 
 
 Festooned, and freaked with medals: proud he wore 
 A Phoenix-plumed tiara, on his brows 
 
 Pressing with weight, but care then pressed them more. 
 
 And powdered were his beard's elf-knots with a gold 
 shower. 
 
 Sun-dewed with musk and amber, forth he went 
 
 Out of his chamber like a young bridegroom, 
 And o'er the assembled troops sardonic bent 
 
 A look of scrutiny and gorgon gloom; 
 
 When Ryno interposed, humbly to assume 
 The monitor: "O let me thee beseech 
 
 To doff this gaudy dress and aigrette plume, 
 My lord and master, or thy foes thou'lt teach 
 How they with deadly missiles may thy person reach." 
 
 XXXIV. 
 
 " My life's the Sphinx of Fate. No weapon can 
 Pierce my flesh steeled in tempered fires of Hell; 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 77 
 
 I fear the prowess of no mortal man, 
 As my deeds terrible this day shall tell, 
 For I the rage of mighty imps can quell: 
 
 I'll pass through flame, it will not hurt a hair, 
 And waters round to buoy me up will swell, 
 
 A talisman oraculous I wear, 
 
 An amulet to sheath me in the viewless air." 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 " My mother bore me, virgin pure and fair, 
 By Budah's fecundating breath impregned, 
 
 And left me to an Afrit's fostering care, 
 
 And a Deeve was my brother, and r*y friend." 
 So spake the pride presumptuous of the fiend, 
 
 And on a black war-steed, with housings bright 
 With jewelled ouches, mounted while cheers rend 
 
 The sky vociferous, such the delight 
 
 To see their hero-god in doughty armour dight. 
 
 XXXVI. 
 
 He rode along the lines, and thus addressed 
 
 The drawn-up ranks procinct: "My banner's lost, 
 
 And must recovered be, however pressed. 
 If this day ye should flinch or yield a post, 
 I'll without mercy decimate your host: 
 
 Repair my honor, and my flag retake, 
 Or ye shall find I've made no idle boast! 
 
 Now with the spark of Lucifer awake 
 
 These roaring Titans and those dogs to Orcus rake;" 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 " And under cover of the flame I'll lead 
 
 The vanguard on." Like rolling clouds that 
 move 
 
78 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 With floods aedematous, marshalled overhead 
 In cataracts and waterspouts by Jove, 
 Who scatters round the branches of the grove, 
 
 The infuriate columns to the trenches rushed, 
 And zouaves, grenadiers, and chasseurs drove 
 
 Before their catapultic charge, and crushed 
 
 Quadrates in trodden mass, behind the barriers pushed. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 A million Mongols entered in the walls, 
 
 As shells in fire-tornadoes screaming flew; 
 And garbed in garniture of carnivals, 
 
 The Malays followed, a fantastic crew ; 
 
 And soon the million duplicated grew: 
 A wholesale butchery of life ensued ; 
 
 For when their captured flag the pagans view, 
 Through lanes of bristling bayonets spring the brood 
 Outrageous, "and the banner snatch besmirched with 
 blood. 
 
 xxxix. 
 
 The clouds are bronzed with thunder; shapes appear 
 Without a form, and move without a sound, 
 
 And in the dark smoke voluble ensphere 
 Their terrors, till the culverins rebound, 
 .When in the flash they dart along the ground, 
 
 As fiery snakes. The devils are let loose. 
 
 For 'tis Hell's sabbat: to kill, maim, and wound 
 
 Is pastime pleasant for the Lilith crews, 
 
 And shrieks, and groans, and death their spiteful 
 rage amuse. 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 79 
 
 XL. 
 
 Still on the glacis and the ramparts raged 
 The stubborn conflict; fierce the cannonade 
 
 On both sides, where the hustling hosts engaged; 
 The Mantchous trample down the palisade, 
 The leaguered wall the Calmucks escalade; 
 
 Confronted squadrons yield not nor retreat; 
 No thought of fear or death, but, undismayed. 
 
 They fight, wherever Christians Budhists meet, 
 
 Hand against hand uplifted, feet to hostile feet. 
 
 XLI. 
 
 No quarter then was given on either side ; 
 
 Men died, and sought not honor to survive; 
 Nor hung in long suspense the battle's tide, 
 
 For still an indefatigable hive 
 
 Of clans came on, who every sinew strive 
 To catch their leader's eye, and earn his praise ; 
 
 For there the king was; and around him live 
 Few that oppose him: he a legion slays 
 With his sole arm, to his foes' and his friends' amaze. 
 
 XLII. 
 Nor can a weapon touch him, nor a ball; 
 
 A thousand rifles at his crest are aimed 
 In vain; from off his dress impenetrable fall 
 
 The rattling bullets; and unscathed, unmaimed, 
 
 He runs a muck, blood-maddened and inflamed 
 To rancor pitiless; and a massacre 
 
 Orders, that wars -of cannibals outshamed; 
 
 6 
 
So TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Nothing is spared slaughtered without demur 
 Were combatants; and scalped and flayed the wounded 
 were. 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 Alpin was killed; and as the brave man died, 
 He thanked his God he would not live to see 
 
 The hypertrophy of the heathen's vaunting pride, 
 Nor Christians' undeserved catastrophe, 
 But joined the patriots of Thermopylae. 
 
 Next day, a party sent the spoils to rake 
 On the Aceldama, under a tree 
 
 Adoram found still living, and him take 
 
 Captive, the only prisoner spared for mercy's sake. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 The rest to cannons' mouths were lashed, and blown 
 
 To scraps and atoms, till the fields were black 
 With spattered flesh, brains, bowels, and shattered 
 
 bone 
 
 The Hindoo's grave! Along the sulphurous rack 
 . Of minute guns the screaming vultures track 
 The smell of booty, snatching in their chase 
 
 At flying collops ; nor fat offal lack 
 The glutton boars that down from Carmel race, 
 To strip with flaying 'tusk in shreds the human face. 
 
 XLV. 
 
 " Now build a trophy of this victory 
 
 To everlasting time. Great Belus raised 
 
 A storied tower, aspiring to the sky, 
 
 That, looking on the pile, with envy amazed, 
 The speech confounded of its masons, dazed 
 
THE BA TTLE OF ARM A GEDD ON. 8 1 
 
 With babbling tumult. Such a lofty mound 
 
 I will construct, but not with gold emblazed, 
 With brick cemented, or with marble bound. 
 But with blood-plastered skulls in layers from the 
 ground." 
 
 XL VI. 
 
 " Such in his noble fury Timour made, 
 A monument of wrath and kingly pride, 
 
 The grandest mausoleum for the dead, 
 Sublimer far than Cheop's pyramid." 
 So ordered the grim despot. Terrified, 
 
 The troops obeyed, and with assiduous zeal, 
 Uninterrupted, to the labor plied, 
 
 Submiss. In basket or in creel, 
 
 In barrows and in carts the horrid loads they wheel ; 
 
 XL VI I. 
 
 And lay the rows in lengthened lines aplumb, 
 In slanting stairs heaped up, and outward turn, 
 
 In cynic mockery of their awful doom, 
 The mangled visages, haggard and dern, 
 Stolid or placid, grave or frowning stern; 
 
 Their eyeballs glisten, although fixed in death, 
 And seem with rage perdurable to burn; 
 
 Their clotted locks the tomb of reason wreath, 
 
 The lips still smile or scowl, and want but only breath. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 And there it stood, ascending to the clouds, 
 
 The apotheosis man most reveres ! 
 War's hatchment and escutcheon, gaped by crowds ! 
 
 And vultures perch upon the deathful tiers, 
 
82 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And haul the heads from out their ghastly biers; 
 There wend the matin crow, and famished kite, 
 
 And there the eagle from Mount Horeb steers; 
 Thither the tempests in their anger light, 
 And demons sport and howl in the unhallowed night. 
 
 XLIX, 
 A meteor rising out of blood is war, 
 
 Alluring phantoms round that shriek and rave, 
 And curse the light of its delusive star! 
 
 Murder one man thou art a felon knave ! 
 
 A thousand kill thou art a warrior brave ! 
 Yet photograph the feathered hero, thou 
 
 Wilt draw the hired assassin or the slave, 
 With the red spot of Cain upon his brow, 
 To hell congenial friend, to earth her deadliest foe. 
 
 L. 
 But they who for their freedom bravely fight, 
 
 Their hearths and altars, are by Heaven beloved, 
 Although they may be traitors in the sight 
 
 Of heir-loom kings: elected saints approved, 
 
 Them death exalts to glory who are moved 
 By noble manhood, and dishonored feel 
 
 To live despised, who sternly are reproved 
 By conscience, if they shirk the public weal, 
 And fear their country's cause with their own blood to 
 seal. 
 
 LI. 
 Is life but pain, and man a living curse, 
 
 Since he plucked knowledge from the fatal grove? 
 Shall arrogance and wrong be honor's nurse ? 
 
THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON. 83 
 
 The laws of Nature are the arms of Love ! 
 
 Behind the March-rack shines the sun above, 
 Through April showers peep the Twins of May; 
 
 To Noah's ark through briny waste the dove 
 Brought from the budding glebe the olive spray; 
 So shall the chrism of sorrow shrive all sin away. 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAINTS. 
 
 \TO V. 
 
 the abyss ot midnight sudden glows 
 
 A full blown burst of radiance, as if there 
 
 orient day-spring premature had rose 
 From out his curtained couch of damask air, 
 So vivid was the instantaneous glare: 
 The bards forsook their nests and warbled forth 
 
 Their matin onsons, while to his lair 
 The panther skulked, and in the caverned earth 
 The shaphans burrowed, thinking it a new day's birth. 
 
 IL 
 
 Past wnere the douds rifts burn with scarlet flecks. 
 
 Their lighted watch-towers, in the horizon lost 
 Through palpitating haze, as golden s; 
 
 Flicker in silver-gray the angel host 
 
 V > a rain of gems or flowers i, 
 Then nearer, \vith a whirlwind's rush of plumes. 
 
 They flood with rainbow waves the azure coast; 
 The iridiscent sky with beauty fumes, 
 And with the innumerable flap of pennons hi: i 
 
y OF THE SAIXTS. 
 
 III. 
 
 Then opened wide the Heavens, and, on a throne 
 
 bickering flame within a sea of tire 
 Sat the Omnipotent, and round Him shone 
 
 hi as His garni. 
 
 Hi- with infolding wreath and spire 
 
 Of luminous clouds that blaze along the sk 
 
 ..earn from Him, and a watchful choir 
 . ".-.eriibim before Him >tanJ, and en-, 
 " Holv, lioh. holy is the Lord our God on high! ?? 
 
 IV. 
 
 "Tvvas He who through eternity is called 
 
 eiem of Days," who lived before was time, 
 Whose brL nee cannot unappalled 
 
 Spirits behold, but from the sight sublime 
 Look down B is shrinks from virtue crime: 
 
 Ten thousand thrones are placed, and on his throne. 
 
 . hierarch 5S . mid a chime 
 Of halleluialis in mellifluous : 
 And at their head is seen the Virgin Mother's Son. 
 
 v. 
 
 Then spake the omnific Father. "Son of Mine 
 
 Own bosom, rule thou, and thine enemies 
 1'il make thy footstool, for My power is thine! 
 
 Grace i> on thv lips, and love in thine e;. 
 
 And in thy heart compassion's sympathies; 
 Truth, Ju> ad Mercy have 
 
 Kach other at tiiy shrine of s 
 
 an men, purer than angels b. 
 
 The honor of the ( con- 
 
 xd\" 
 
86 7 1 ME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 VI. 
 
 " Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest sin, 
 Therefore I have anointed thee with oil, 
 
 And crowned thee Prince Vice-gerent; thou hast been 
 Faithful, and charitable, and free from guile, 
 Hence shalt thou of his trophies Hell despoil; 
 
 But thy throne be indissolubly firm, 
 
 Established on eterne foundations, while 
 
 The earth shall melt in elemental storm 
 
 To nothingness, and chaos suns and moons deform.' 7 
 
 VII. 
 
 " Why do the heathen rage? why do they scoff 
 
 With taunting insults, and audacious ask 
 Dominion absolute ? But thou shalt laugh 
 
 At their foul gibes, and their dark plots unmask; 
 
 To bind and vex them sore shall be thy, task. 
 I here declare again my old decree, 
 
 That in My glory exalted thou shalt bask, 
 Hope of the human race, and reign for me 
 In Zion, and my promised King Messiah be." 
 
 VIII. 
 
 " My regal chariot take, within thy hand 
 
 Grasp my linked bolts of thunder, on thy thigh 
 Gird my sword terrible; and with a band 
 
 Of seraphim embattled, fire the sky 
 
 With the full blazon of thy majesty; 
 From their oppressors first my saints lead out, 
 
 Then Gog's vile myrmidons, who proud defy 
 Our arms rebellious, thou shalt utter rout. 
 And Sin and Death shalt bind with a triumphant shout." 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAIN7 S. 87 
 
 IX. 
 
 Low-bowing meek and reverent before 
 
 The seat supreme, "O, Holiest *and Best! " 
 
 Answered the Substitute of Heavenly Power, 
 " Thy mission I accept, to guard the blest, 
 And them chastise who have Thy saints oppressed, 
 
 For justice caveats grace ; and for this favor, 
 That thou hast me Thy deputy confessed 
 
 On earth, to serve Thee shall be my endeavor, 
 
 And Thy regard to merit, and Thy trust forever; " 
 
 x. 
 "And serving Thee, Thy glory I partake, 
 
 Whom still to serve will be my dearest joy. 
 Clad in Thy matchless armor, I shall make 
 
 A facile conquest, and thy foes destroy; 
 
 And the obstreperous fiend back shall fly 
 With Hideous overthrow. Then shall I reign 
 
 The administrator of thy sovereignty; 
 And on the earth, henceforward free from pain, 
 From mulct of death exempt, shall I Thy laws, 
 maintain." 
 
 XI. 
 
 As thus they colloquied, the air was stirred 
 
 With the aroma of elysian balms, 
 While solemn peace and awe inspired each word, 
 
 And sacred love. The angels wave their palms, 
 
 Applauding, and intone melodious psalms, 
 Answered by angel wings from farthest star: 
 
 " O Lord Emanuel ! who can stand in arms 
 Against Thee, in the harnessed ranks of war, 
 Above all dominations, princedoms, sceptres far ? " 
 
; TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XII. 
 
 Then Jesus leaves his throne involved in clouds, 
 And homage fresh pays to his Father God, 
 
 Conducted to the Presence by thronged crowds 
 Of Heaven's peerage, who obeisance nod 
 To him assuming the vice-regent's rod, 
 
 And sceptre of the universal Lord; 
 And as the multitudinous myriads trod 
 
 The gem-mosaic pavement, loud was heard 
 
 This anthem jubilant to the imbodied Word : 
 
 " Worthy's the Lamb that was slain to receive 
 Honor, and glory, and dominion, and power ! 
 
 And blessings and laudations let us give 
 To the Almighty Father evermore, 
 Who on His loved inheritor doth pour 
 
 The oil of joy, and consecrate him blest 
 
 Above his fellows! " And the spirits shower 
 
 Along the sapphire floor his footsteps pressed 
 
 The diadems, and crowns, and wreaths of light that 
 crest 
 
 XIV. 
 
 Their hyacinthine curls, cast down before him. 
 
 Invested with the prowess of his Sire, 
 He looks upon the earth, where loud implore him 
 
 His persecuted church to come with fire, 
 
 And their oppressors punish in his ire; 
 And now, accompanied by a princely host, 
 
 Who to escort him emulous aspire, 
 He reaches, in his chariot, to the coast 
 Of Heaven, washed by seas of worlds in distance lost. 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAINTS, 89 
 
 Aloft on wings of cherubim he rides 
 
 Over the kindling clouds of amber skies, 
 
 And through the hyaline his convoy guides, 
 Ablaze with pomp of myriad starry eyes, 
 That tint the concave round with meteor dyes; 
 
 And crowds affrighted, looking from the earth, 
 Behold the omens amid stifled cries, 
 
 But with no merriment or riot mirth, 
 
 As on the pyrrhic road careers the splendor forth. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 The path is paved with lightnings where the wheels, 
 Rattling through flame and smoking thunders, roll; 
 
 The welkin, weighted with the glory, reels, 
 And, lined with beryl fires from pole to pole, 
 Glows like a furnace to their orbit's goal; 
 
 And freedom to the captive is the sight, 
 Bearing his ransomed manumission scroll; 
 
 Heaven to the transcendental anchorite, 
 
 Peopling the abyss of dreams with real shapes of light: 
 
 XVII. 
 
 And while the ardent tempest runs about 
 Before his way through ether fields above, 
 
 He calls to his archangels with a shout: 
 " To those who are the objects of my love 
 Proceed, and on your sunbeam pinions move, 
 
 My faithful servants, and alarums sound, 
 And gather my elect where'er they rove, 
 
 The dead and living, whether under ground, 
 
 On land, in sea, or air, wherever they are found." 
 
90 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 " Earth shall disclose their buried blood, the main 
 Cast up their frames; palm hill and cactus heath 
 
 Teem with a second birth; the millet plain 
 Struggle with pangs of travail; living breath 
 Shall clods respire, and rise the turf beneath; 
 
 The wind conceive, and ope her laboring womb: 
 For I have made a covenant with death, 
 
 His bond to cancel and forego the tomb, 
 
 That pulseless dust with life original may bloom/' 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Immediately depart, on gold-down plumes, 
 
 Four couriers, where terraqueous mists disperse; 
 
 The hoar frost fanned to dewy fragrance fumes, 
 The snow flakes melt to flowers, as they immerse' 
 In waves of air, or flanks of mountains pierce, 
 
 Touting their summons with a welcome call, 
 That tells of benizons, and not a curse: 
 
 The dead awake, cast off their funeral pall, 
 
 And rise from caves of earth, and from the ocean's 
 hall. 
 
 In the rock iron-ribbed and quarry's bed 
 
 The strata split, and, opening seams and rents, 
 Exhume the hostelry where bones had laid, 
 
 Impetrified to fossil monuments; 
 
 But flesh and sinews, nerves and filaments 
 Had volatilized in their oblivious sleep; 
 
 The flinty skulls and slaty ossements 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAINTS. 91 
 
 Begin to trepidate, the stones to creep, 
 And breaths to eddy round, as to the mounds they 
 sweep, 
 
 XXI. 
 
 And lo ! the relics shape, and stand, and live ! 
 
 And in the floods of brine appears a storm ; 
 Shoals of dead bodies, swarming like a hive, 
 
 Push through the glaucous surface of the calm : 
 
 And, as emerges each resussate form, 
 It lifts the water to a plashing wave, 
 
 Till poppling billows the smooth seas deform, 
 Each surge a womb become that was a grave, 
 And mews and petrels flying past them shriek and rave. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 And in the blue void, where, for ages past, 
 As breezy wind, had flitted ghosts, a throng 
 
 Impalpable as thoughts, round them they cast 
 The lineaments that did to them belong, 
 As swiftly as shadows glide the clouds among; 
 
 And as the Fata Morgana over sand 
 
 Quiver, daguerrotyped in columns long; 
 
 So in the sunshine their translucent band, 
 
 With star-drop flicker fire the matitutinal land. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 And in the twinkling of an eye are changed 
 The living saints: a moment they had been 
 
 Men, and a moment more are gods, and ranged 
 Higher than angels, with a human mien, 
 But fulgent with supernal beauty's sheen! 
 
92 TIME AND ETERNITY, 
 
 So in a trance of thought the poet steals 
 
 From out the earth to where the Heavens are seen. 
 Forgets that he is flesh, and only feels 
 The spirit of the muse who wonders strange reveals. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 Surpassing dreams of hope, they taste a peace 
 
 Beyond beatitude; and they repair 
 From sacred Palestine, and classic Greece, 
 
 From the Atlantis of the Western Star, 
 
 From Cashmere's gardens of white hersinghar, 
 From Erin's primrose, and May-kirtled croft, 
 
 From the Australian Cross to arctic Bear; 
 All startle up, and all are caught aloft, 
 Drawn in circumfluous clouds that bear them as a raft. 
 
 XXV. 
 
 As they ascend, mounted in fiery cars, 
 
 They hear assemblies of bright angels sing 
 
 Their Christmas welcome to the eternal stars, 
 And answer back until with echoes ring 
 The vaults celestial murmuring, murmuring: 
 
 " O dreadful Grave ! where is thy victory ? 
 O Death ! where is thy formidable sting ? 
 
 Sin is the sting of Death, but thanks to thee, 
 
 That over Hell and Death we conquerors shall be! " 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Their Savior and Redeemer they behold, 
 Beautiful as Love, gentle as Pity, bright 
 
 Amid the splendent beams of purple and gold, 
 Lustrous as is the sun's meridian light, 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAINTS. 93 
 
 And glorious as -the hemisphere at night; 
 Fair as the flowers on the breast of earth, 
 
 Sublimely terrible in Heaven's might; 
 With cries exultant and with pious mirth 
 They see his friendly arms to them extended forth. 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 They view his face divine, that had shed tears, 
 
 The hands that to the cross had once been nailed; 
 
 That face irradiate with smiles appears 
 Of love propitious, not in sorrow veiled, 
 Nor with remembrance of his passion paled; 
 
 Those hands, in hovering dove-like spirit spread, 
 With salutations them prevenient hailed, 
 
 And charged with gifts and honors on each head 
 
 Of martyred saints were laid, who had for conscience 
 bled. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 The palms of victory are given these, 
 
 And golden crowns of glory, and the wreath 
 
 In triple strand of faith and truth and peace, 
 Of amaranthine bloom that knows no death, 
 Immortal flowers, whose sweet embalming breath 
 
 Is purest prayer: and now the cohorts sound 
 Their silver bugles, whose voice uttereth 
 
 Music no mortal tongue hath ever found, 
 
 Nor mortal ear hath heard in minster aisles rebound : 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 "To him, our friend who loved us, unto him 
 Who hath absolved us by his precious blood, 
 
94 TIME AND E TERNITY. 
 
 Quickener of flesh to life, we raise this hymn, 
 Who otherwise impenitent had stood; 
 But he hath made us wise and true and good, 
 
 And Kings, and Priests, to his God and to ours, 
 To live as brothers in beatitude, 
 
 While ever dure unintermittent hours, 
 
 To whom shall bow thrones, virtues, dignities, and 
 powers." 
 
 XXX. 
 
 Theirs was the glory of the golden sun, 
 Or the moon's meeker silvery aureole, 
 
 Or glitter of the stars ; and as each one 
 Differs from neighbor orb as on they roll, 
 So shines a different lustre on each soul; 
 
 On all love shines, who had witnessed to their faith 
 By works devout, smocked in untarnished stole, 
 
 Anointed Cherubs, who with lying breath, 
 
 Idolatrous, had not adored the King of Death. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Lo ! far above the altitude of clouds, 
 
 In a maleficent red comet's glare, 
 The Powers of Darkness, abominable broods, 
 
 In honor of their Lord, Prince of the Air, 
 
 Hold revels rampant, mid the whirling flare 
 Of cosmic atoms, while he cursing smites 
 
 The earth with withering bane and mortal snare, 
 Blasts with the taint worm, and with murrain blights, 
 And where he blows his breath the clammy canker' 
 lights. 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAINTS. 95 
 
 xxxn. 
 As, gloating over the havoc which he spreads, 
 
 He strikes his plagues, the Son of Heaven he sees, 
 Whom more than Hell's worst punishment he dreads, 
 
 And strives to fly; but stiff his sinews freeze, 
 
 And him in cataleptic terror seize 
 The retinue cherubic, and fast bind 
 
 To the bright chariot's blazing orbs, through seas 
 Of flooding ether wafted, in the wind 
 Of hurricanes and rack and thunderbolts combined. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 Then mounts the cavalcade magnificent 
 
 In splendor to the rain-bow vaulted sky, 
 Back to the pomp of sapphire glory bent, 
 
 Back to the star-blaze of the Throne on High, 
 
 Leading Hell captive in captivity, 
 Mid peans flourished on the trumpet blast, 
 
 And golden harps that strike a jubilee : 
 " The rule of Satan on the earth is past, 
 For lo! Messiah comes, whose reign shall ever last." 
 
 xxxiv. 
 
 " Lift up your heads, ye everlasting doors, 
 
 And let the Prince of Heaven in to be 
 Throned in the Presence Chamber, on the floors 
 
 Of paven sunshine, in a jasper sea; 
 
 And his saints enter in the Sanctuary ! 
 Lift up your heads, ye everlasting gates !" 
 
 " Who is this Prince of Glory? " "It is he 
 Who with his army of the faithful waits: 
 O strew with palms the way his car illuminates." 
 
96 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 xxxv. 
 
 Then thus the delegated majesty, 
 
 Plenipotent, to the anarch of all ill: 
 
 "How the blood-stains of thine iniquity 
 Profane and darken the Celestial Hill, 
 Where sanguine clouds the Tabernacle fill, 
 
 And hide from Sons of Light the Seat of Bliss ; 
 How lowering faces and the eyes that kill 
 
 Glow baleful on thee through the fires that hiss, 
 
 Where thronged with Cherubim, the Seat of Mercy 
 is." 
 
 XXXVI. 
 
 " From favor interdicted, and the face 
 Of Love benignant, unto thee austere 
 
 And terrible, here mayst thou brief retrace 
 The pristine purity, crystalline clear, 
 Of thine estate, ere from thy native sphere, 
 
 Forfeit by sin, its penalty to pay, 
 
 Thou wast releagued to the asylum drear 
 
 Of dismal woe. But here thou must not stay; 
 
 Look on what thou hast lost, then back resume thy 
 way." 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 "Ah me!" returned the fiend, humbled tame 
 By transitory stings of true remorse: 
 
 "Far otherwise I've seen, then without shame, 
 His countenance, who is the primal source 
 Of every good, when His eyes smiled applause, 
 
 And His lips sounded praise, and His love shone 
 A sun without a cloud, and without pause 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAINTS. 97 
 
 Sweet halleluiahs to the Blessed Throne 
 
 Were sung by all the blest by me alas undone!" 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 He said no more, reluctant to confess 
 His obvious misery, for pride obdured 
 
 His soul, and envy of the happiness, 
 
 Debarred to him, its beauteous bloom obscured: 
 Better to be in Hell, its Lord immured, 
 
 Than dwell in Paradise, and there the smart 
 Bear of submission: with that thought allured, 
 
 As lightning flashing, with Hell in his heart, 
 
 He lied, and with him night, and sin, and death de- 
 part. 
 
 The shadow vanished, instantly the Fount 
 
 Of light its treasury of beams shot forth, 
 The storm dispersing which had cloaked the Mount, 
 
 Where in the blaze exists supernal Worth. 
 
 The sweet Complacence of the Heavens and earth 
 Salutes His Father, in the inner shrine 
 
 Conspicuous seen, where flaming circles girth 
 The altar, and the golden candles shine, 
 And kneels with all his saints before the seat divine. 
 
 XL. 
 
 And these the first fruits of his spiritual church, 
 Virginal of a blemish or a stain, 
 
 Before that Love whose depth is beyond search 
 He proud presents; e'en as the Hebrew swain 
 Culled the first yellow sheaf of the ripe grain, 
 
98 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And waved it to the Lord, an act of grace ! 
 
 And He, whose presence fills the land and main, 
 Whose effluence is uncircumscribed space, 
 Receives them there in state with an approving face. 
 
 XLI. 
 Then shall Jehovah celebrate the rites 
 
 Of mystic marriage ties betwixt the Lamb 
 And his immaculate Church, amid delights 
 
 Unutterable, too sweet to own a name, 
 
 And clouds of flowers, and starry cressets' flame, 
 The union of the human and divine, 
 
 Where godhead dwells incarnate in the frame, 
 A palingenesis, where virtues shine 
 Bright as the sacrifice accepted on the shrine. 
 
 XLII. 
 
 Clothed with the sun, she stepped upon the moon, 
 A tire of twelve stars filletted her brow, 
 
 Her head a nimbus hooded like a noon: 
 
 " Rise and with light of Easter Morning glow," 
 The voice of Heaven calls, that all may bow 
 
 To spotless Beauty, Mother of all joy, 
 And sinless fealty and allegiance vow : 
 
 Goddess of Grace, beatified on high, 
 
 Of Truth the Spouse beloved, Queen of the elysian 
 sky." 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 Let us be glad ! O let us all rejoice ! 
 
 The bride is ready, in fine robes arrayed, 
 Fair is her face, and pleasant is her voice; 
 
RESURRECTION OF THE SAINTS. 99 
 
 And she hath to her Lord due homage paid, 
 And gage of love and pledge of faith has made: 
 Blessed are they who to this festival 
 
 Were guests invited ! Blest the risen dead, 
 And saints translated without shroud or pall, 
 The poor, the meek, the sad, called to this banquet 
 hall! 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 Blest were the virgins, who with lamps went forth 
 To meet the bridegroom, and to light his way ! 
 
 They entered with him in the house of mirth, 
 Where care was happy, and where grief was gay, 
 For there the bridegroom solaced pain away : 
 
 But thence the foolish maidens who had slept, 
 
 Whose lamps untrimmed with oil could give no 
 ray, 
 
 Because their Lord's command they had not kept, 
 
 Were banished, and in darkness shadowing death 
 sore wept. 
 
 XLV. 
 O what is life? A dream of troubled sleep 
 
 Haunted by phantoms, whence we wake to find 
 'Twas but a dream : yet is the mystery deep, 
 
 Insoluble, till death informs the mind 
 
 Of secrets still more subtle and refined : 
 Tis as a dew-drop crisping in the floods, 
 
 That melt into the sea, or gust of wind, 
 That strikes the twinkling foliage of the woods. 
 Then vanishes to unknown, far-off solitudes. 
 
zoo TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 But if the life be breath, it is the air 
 
 The universe encircling; if to feel, \ 
 
 To hate, and fear, be here our only care, 
 
 Ah, when his presence blest shall death reveal, 
 Then shall we all things know and love as well: 
 
 In death than birth then happier is our fate ! 
 For 'tis the door man enters in to dwell, 
 
 And finds himself a god inside the gate, 
 
 Where he may grow in grace, with endless joys elate. 
 
 XLVII. 
 
 And what is fame? A summer's nettle-rash, 
 Touch of the poison oak, the upas breath, 
 
 Taste of the bitter fruit whose heart is ash, 
 The rattle of the snake whose bite is death, 
 The thunder's growl that lightning answereth ! 
 
 Yes; and the talk of God in Eden's grove, 
 That with the work of His hands communeth, 
 
 The still small voice, which ever whispers Love ! 
 
 This is the pearl of price all worldly wealth above ! 
 
 XLVIII. 
 A few short years of morbid frailties, 
 
 And then we cease to be or flesh or bone; 
 We die a moment, but eternities 
 
 Of perfect blessedness will be our own, 
 
 Through ages and through eons living on : 
 Then God will wipe all tears from off our eyes, 
 
 And we shall be, as Jesus is, His Son, 
 When never heart hath felt the ecstasies 
 He hath prepared for them, who love Him, in the 
 skies. 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 
 
 CANTO VI. 
 
 ERRILY rose the morn. What careth Time 
 
 For man, or for his works, or good or ill ? 
 With steady tramp along his course sublime 
 He treads the zodiac, and dim shadows fill 
 The space he leaves behind ; the glowing hill 
 He touches with his foot, and lo! the vale 
 
 Leaps into life and beauty; and lake and rill 
 Dance to the music of the summer gale, 
 Or mourn the oreads dead in winter's sobbing wail. 
 
 ii. 
 What if the clouds of night enshroud the skies, 
 
 The sun will shine to-morrow; if there seem 
 A shuffling riddle of perplexities, 
 
 Still this great world organic, which we deem 
 
 A phantom in the dark, or waking dream, 
 Is a reality, and grows and breeds; 
 
 With hiving life earth, flood, and ether teem, 
 Creatures exist in microscopic seeds, 
 And forests live within the pollen spores of weeds. 
 
102 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 III. 
 Primeval Factory, where the skilled Sun, 
 
 Arch-Chemist, from the rock and viewless air 
 And tasteless vapor hath all clothing spun, 
 
 And doth all food and nourishment prepare, 
 ' Tissues of wool, fibres of fur and hair, 
 All flesh of brain and tendon, nerve and brawn, 
 
 And perfumes for the toilet of the fair, 
 Your spiral tubes and cells toil from the dawn, 
 Then shut up shop, and sleep, when your day's work 
 is done. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Since then this globe is the Creator's glory, 
 
 And its least minims wonders, O what are 
 Those worlds on high, and what their wondrous story? 
 
 What can we learn of orbs that are so far ? 
 
 Interrogate yon sun, that moon, that star ? 
 They give no answer ! The infinitude 
 
 Confounds us; Science breaks her calendar, 
 The Muse her style, in melancholy mood 
 Lost in the maze of thought that chills the very blood. 
 
 Temple of light, where Nature worships God ! 
 
 His Palace, His Pavilion, and His Throne, 
 Built on eternity ! along this road 
 
 Across the intervening gulf have gone 
 
 Myriads of saints and martyrs where have shone 
 Thy lamps that never darken in the skies; 
 
 O while I gaze on thy fire-studded zone, 
 I feel a kindred grandeur in me rise, 
 And long with daring thought to pierce thy mysteries ! 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 103 
 
 VI. 
 
 Then strange the oracle of Fancy speaks 
 
 Its teachings sibylline about the soul, 
 When, disembodied, it bewildered seeks 
 
 Its home, where Mazzaroths in sapphire roll, 
 
 Or wreck on reefs where seas of Chaos shoal; 
 Where living forms Sleep and the Grave disclose, 
 
 And figures on his hieroglyphic scroll 
 Death writes, of fears, and hopes, and joys, and woes : 
 We read in vain the text of undeciphered shows. 
 
 VII. 
 
 The shapes existing now will cease to be 
 A short time hence for the whole universe; 
 
 Yet nothing perishes: the dust will see 
 The future as the past, and nothing worse, 
 No blessing more, nor less of any curse; 
 
 And enter into other forms of life, 
 A law not arbitrary and perverse, 
 
 But providential, conquering war and strife 
 
 Through love and joy, with new creation ever rife. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 But the mind will to realms ethereal rise, 
 
 High in the air, and play with beams of light, 
 
 Sport in the lunar ray, through cloudy skies 
 Ride on the whirlwind in the stormy night, 
 And track the blazing trains of meteors bright, 
 
 Dare the full splendor of the midday sun, 
 
 And wing its flight untired to Heaven's height, 
 
 Nor fear to soar where sits upon His Throne, 
 
 The Great I AM the First and Last the All in One. 
 7 
 
104 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 IX. 
 
 Or, are the instincts with which I'm endowed 
 But mere delusions ? Is the voice I hear 
 
 Speaking in thunder in the tempest cloud, 
 In the soft murmur of the summer air, 
 And in the breathings of my conscience clear, 
 
 The mocking echo of a monstrous lie ? 
 Is there no loving Father anywhere, 
 
 But a stern Force and dire Necessity ? 
 
 And is eternal Life but Sleep eternally ? 
 
 Is the thought of a Shakspeare only dust? 
 
 And Newton's reason but a puff of wind ? 
 Do particles of lime and iron rust, 
 
 And grains of phosphorus compose the mind ? 
 
 And in truth shall we ashes only find ? 
 Ah ! miserable race, if this were true. 
 
 Left in a labyrinth to grope purblind ! 
 But Faith scans further than e'er Science knew, 
 And can in man a soul, a God in nature view. 
 
 Faith is an inspiration of the truth; 
 
 It clears the darkness from the night of thought, 
 And shows life growing in primordial youth; 
 
 A prophet in a fiery chariot caught, 
 
 And flaming coursers, it is breathless brought 
 To Heaven's threshold in wild ecstasy; 
 
 It sees worlds rising in the abyss of nought, 
 The miracles of death, the opening sky, 
 And God, unveiled to sense, on His white Throne 
 on high. 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 105 
 
 XII. 
 A rest allowed of three days to recruit 
 
 His myrmidons, the Scourge of War resumed 
 His march, destroying on his blood-stained route 
 
 Whatever Flora or Pomona bloomed; 
 
 And shepherds' huts and peasants' shielings doomed 
 To indiscriminate sack; and soon arrived 
 
 At where Samaria's scanty ruins loomed, 
 A square piazza with cut pillars, rived 
 By ancient war and rapine, which nought else survived 1 
 
 XIII. 
 
 He pitched his tent that eve at Jacob's well, 
 
 Where the frail leman found the flowing Spring 
 
 Of Life eternal, quenching Death and Hell. 
 
 " Ye know not that which ye are worshipping," 
 Said Truth unto her; '^psalms and hymns ye sing, 
 
 Lip-service to a god of wood or stone; 
 
 But the hour comes when ye shall incense bring, 
 
 The homage of the heart to Him alone, 
 
 Who spirit is, not flesh, the Everlasting One ! " 
 
 XIV. 
 
 At early dawn the Heir of Satan took 
 Naplouse, the Sichem of primeval days, 
 
 Where, when he had his father's land forsook, 
 The Friend of God did first an altar raise 
 To the Elohim strange, and offer praise 
 
 To the Unknown. Between two brother hills, 
 " Of Blessing and of Cursing" named, it lays, 
 
 'Twixt Jacob blest and Esau cursed with ills, 
 
 A town of bosky bowers and green indented rills. 
 
io6 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 xv. 
 
 Swiftly Gog passes o'er the savage spot, 
 Where first was set up the palladium Ark, 
 
 Now tenantless; where jealous Jah was thought 
 To dwell in person, till misfortunes dark 
 Fell upon Israel. Now no ruins mark 
 
 The site where stood the golden sanctuary; 
 But Desolation howls in Shiloh stark, 
 
 The viper's den, and the hyena's sty, 
 
 Yet here the virgins yearly came to dance with glee. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 Here the boy Samuel dedicated was 
 
 To locks unshorn, and was the ritual taught 
 
 Of Syrian creeds, the prototypes of mass; 
 
 And here, when in the Temple's inner court, 
 The lamps went out, the air with voices fraught 
 
 Called " Samuel" from the shrine. " Speak, for I 
 
 hear," 
 Replied the wildered infant, who then caught 
 
 An inspiration from his very fear, 
 
 And was a prophet hence o'er kings to domineer. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 Thence on to Luz, where thrifty Wisdom dreamed 
 He saw a ladder climbing to the sky, 
 
 Up to the crystal doors, whence angels streamed 
 In lengthened files, cinctured in panoply, 
 And down and up the steps ceased not to fly; 
 
 And over it the Epiphany of Glory shone, 
 The Urim Thummim of the Deity; 
 
 Where built the patriarch o'er his pillow stone 
 
 A cromlech for the gate of God's pavilion. 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 107 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 " Surely," exclaimed he, waking, " here have trod 
 The footsteps of the Lord, which I did hear, 
 
 And I will call this cairn the House of God, 
 For o'er this place His Presence, shining clear, 
 Filled my admonished soul with dreadful fear:" 
 
 Hence known as Bethel. Thence to Gibeah soon 
 The vanguard fares, where till the flesh grew sere, 
 
 Hanging on gibbets on the rocky dune, 
 
 The mother watched her sons beneath the sickening 
 moon. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Where gads the bitter wild gourd for the night 
 
 They camped, where erst was heard a wailing sore, 
 The hollow shriek of Rachel's buried sprite, 
 
 Weeping because her children were no more ; 
 
 And now again the mother's cries deplore 
 Her slaughtered innocents. Ah! sad the smart 
 
 When from its stem is culled the earliest flower! 
 But still more painful when the widowed heart 
 Must from its last beloved and sweetest blossom part ! 
 
 xx. 
 
 Grief is the Angel that descends to stir 
 
 Life's troubled waters that the sick may heal 
 
 The Seraph sitting at the sepulchre, 
 
 Who saith, "Fear not, he's risen, and his weal, 
 In keeping safe, is marked with Heaven's seal: 
 
 He, whom thou seek'st, if thou should'st not find here, 
 If in his cave of spectres Death conceal, 
 
 Is ne'ertheless not dead, but to the sphere 
 
 Of sempiternal joy sped from his mortal bier." 
 
io8 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 Amid the wilderness of ocean round 
 
 The Dove no rock to rest her weary foot, 
 
 Or for a moment fold her pinions found; 
 But to the Ark returned ere she could shoot 
 Her flight, and bring the slivered olive's fruit : 
 
 So when solstitial droughts of Sorrow dry 
 
 The fount of Hope, that waters branch and root, 
 
 Fly to the Well that's in the Sanctuary, 
 
 Whence thou mayst strengthened preen thy feathers 
 for the sky. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Ah, many a wretched mother, many a child, 
 
 Niobes and Astyanaxes, pine, 
 And many a brother, many a sister, wild, 
 
 Forlorn, and friendless! As the chevrels whine 
 
 Beside their dead dams on the lea supine; 
 So nurselings by their parent's corpses sob : 
 
 No more on them paternal eyes will shine, 
 Nor lips maternal kisses from them rob, 
 Nor mother's pillowing breast beneath their heads will 
 throb. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 Fair Zilia from her window often looks 
 
 To listen for Adoram's footstep fall; 
 Suspense of doubt intolerant she brooks : 
 
 Sometimes her name she thinks she hears him call, 
 
 And startles at a passing funeral: 
 There is an anxious flush upon her cheek, 
 
 And dismal presages her mind appal ; 
 And yet at times a smile, serene and meek, 
 Her hopeful trust, the balm of grief, would gently 
 speak : 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 109 
 
 Then shudders pale when they her husband tell 
 Had wounded been, and was a prisoner now ; 
 
 To. love and suffer is our Heaven and Hell! 
 Life is a legacy of certain woe, 
 And Love a lease that has short term to go, 
 
 But Joy an alibi who is no where ! 
 
 She lifts to azure skies her pallid brow 
 
 In dumb appeal, '' O why is misery here ? 
 
 And why should douleur when unmerited appear ? " 
 
 xxv. 
 And Heaven interpellated answers, v< Love ! 
 
 Love constant, faithful, dutiful, devout 
 Love that is sent thy fortitude to prove : 
 
 What would be human happiness without 
 
 Its trials ? but a Corybantic route ! 
 Look to thy bridal past with gratitude, 
 
 And though thou mayst the dark of future doubt ; 
 Yet it comes from the Author of all Good, 
 Who can from seeming ill educe beatitude." 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 " Affliction is the golden chain that draws 
 
 Thine earth to Heaven. Hence the wistful sigh 
 For bliss, unsatisfied through nature's laws, 
 
 The discontent sublime that in the sky 
 
 Seeks for the lotus of tranquillity, 
 Peace that is born of faith, by patience tried, 
 
 Where couched on golden clouds immortals lie, 
 And festal lamps are lit at eventide, 
 And joy-bells peal their chimes to hail the affianced 
 bride." 
 
i io TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 'Twas now the season of the equinox 
 Autumnal, when in even scales on high 
 
 The days and nights are weighed ; with hurtling 
 
 shocks 
 
 The gales descended from the lowering sky, 
 And stripped the forests of their panoply; 
 
 But not with laughter songs and rustic play 
 Were the grapes gathered, but were left to dry 
 
 And wither on their stalks; and now display 
 
 Red fields their chequered patches where sere vines 
 decay : 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 Now the bald crow r n of barren Pisgah's head 
 Is curled with mist, and light prelusive showers 
 
 The runnels fill, rejoicing in their bed, 
 
 Leaping o'er ledges, rushing through the moors, 
 To tell the tidings to the drooping flowers, 
 
 Parched by the summer's drought ; the sunshine wan 
 Streaked hectic flushes on deserted bowers, 
 
 And the slant shadows of the hills that ran 
 
 Down to the plain seemed steps of winter's hurrying 
 van. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 The height of Neby Samuel is attained 
 
 By the advancing army, and in state 
 Predominant the cavalcade has gained 
 
 The purlieus of the Holy Town, where hate, 
 
 Despair, and fear, and scorn, their passage wait: 
 The soldan on his charger, shod with gold, 
 
 And freaked with tassels, passed the northern gate, 
 Where recreant burghers, who -their God had sold, 
 With odious zeal, obsequious, their allegiance told. 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. in 
 
 xxx. 
 
 And as he moved along the crowd increased; 
 
 Men cast their cloaks and women threw their shawls, 
 And laid them on the ground where his horse paced ; 
 
 Young maidens scattered, as at carnivals, 
 
 Sweet flowers before him, singing madrigals; 
 Children were on their parents' shoulders raised, 
 
 And gazed affrighted, for the pomp appals; 
 Before his path were myrtle branches placed, 
 And fronds of palms were waved by cravens cowed 
 and dazed. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Hundreds of nis own followers grovelling fell 
 Down in the mire, too happy if he rode 
 
 Their bodies over, for strong was the spell, 
 That could believe that monster was a god, 
 And o'er their skulls he contumelious trod. 
 
 " O Lord, above all Lords preeminent ! " 
 Exclaimed the cowering brute fanatic sod: 
 
 " Who's like to thee, and who thine armament 
 
 Can vanquish or resist, our king omnipotent ? " 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 "With joy thy faithful lieges are elate 
 
 To see their glorious conquering hero come 
 
 To assume irrevocably his estate 
 
 O'er all the world, with rolling beat of drum, 
 And flourish of the shawms and cannon's boom : 
 
 Let us be glad, and sing, and shout, and laugh ! 
 Now stoop your heads, ye nations, and be dumb, 
 
 For he shall break you with an iron staff, 
 
 And on his threshing floor scatter your seed as chaff." 
 7* 
 
2 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 From the adjoining avenues and lanes 
 
 Fresh rabble run the pageant rout to swell: 
 
 A shower of bouquets from the windows rains, 
 The anger of the bloody Sword to quell, 
 They think the Key of earth and Heaven and Hell: 
 
 The balconies and terraced roofs are thronged 
 With bevies of fair women, keen to sell 
 
 Their May-bloom for his favor, and who longed 
 
 To lure the tyrant's lust, who had their country 
 wronged. 
 
 XXXIV. 
 
 From latticed casements, domes and parapets 
 
 Hung silken mercery of Lyons' dye, 
 And standards flaunted and gilt bannerets, 
 
 While shouts of welcome drowned the secret sigh; 
 
 Here lips with smiles were varnished, there the eye 
 A love-shaft darted; kerchief, veil, and scarf 
 
 Were waved as marched the shaggy cohorts by, 
 And greetings sensual answered by a laugh, 
 As nodded shameless dames, and bowed the gew- 
 gawed staff. 
 
 xxxv. 
 'Tis still the bravo, whom the world reveres, 
 
 And canonizes as its god divine, 
 Most homage paying there where most it fears! 
 
 To the Destroyer thousand altars shine 
 
 With sacrificial flame, while the benign 
 Creator of what's good a sacrifice 
 
 Is offered up to sin, or left to pine 
 In wretchedness: man honors crime and lies, 
 But truth and genius hates, and persecutes the wise. 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 113 
 
 xxxvi. 
 Come here thou flunky carl ! down on thy knees, 
 
 Thou heartless, mindless, soulless scribe, and troll 
 Thy hyperbolic ranting rhapsodies, 
 
 That wretch to honor, on whose perjured soul 
 
 Is blood, fit service for a fustian fool, 
 Bombastic pedagogue, and low poltroon! 
 
 " The meek and just let murdering heroes rule ! 
 The jaguar hunts the ape," cries the buffoon; 
 "So human tigers ought to hunt the man baboon! " 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 Now at the palace-port the train alights, 
 
 But no officials came there to escort 
 The victor's entrance, who ascends the flights 
 
 Of porphyry steps to a wide pillared court, 
 
 With chiselled tracery and corbels fraught; 
 And thence proceeds through darksome empty halls, 
 
 And lonely chambers, where devices wrought 
 Of rich mosaics decorate the walls, 
 While from a metope an owlet hoots and. calls. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 Along the stuccoed ceiling spiders had 
 
 Spun their long webs, and on the chequered floor, 
 The snail his filmy streaks of silver made; 
 
 On the gray mullion, cut in leaf and flower, 
 
 On clustered shafts, and by the paneled door, 
 Basked the green lizard, wakened by the sound ; 
 
 The bats shriek ghastly as from quoins they soar; 
 And just before his feet a snake unwound 
 Its plaited folds, and crawled in curves along the 
 ground. 
 
1 1 4 TIME AND E TERN1 TV. 
 
 xxxix. 
 Here Gog installed himself in royal state, 
 
 And sybaritic luxury ; but sent 
 Ryno at once, his minister of fate, 
 
 Of hellish work appropriate instrument, 
 
 To Nile's doomed land, on baleful vengeance bent; 
 And the Old River Dragon was again 
 
 Hooked in her jaw; her native power spent 
 Since her great god incarnate had been slain, 
 The Bull that worshipped was throughout her fair 
 domain. 
 
 XL. 
 Leaving his forces under the command 
 
 Of Rolf, the renegade, to guard the shore 
 Of the Red Sea, and watch El Mecca's sand, 
 
 The coasts of Yemen and Hedjaz to scour, 
 
 Afric to awe and Ind to overpower 
 In the ensuing summer, Ryno back 
 
 Returns to Zion through the gorge El-Ghor, 
 Past Petra's ruins, on the pilgrim's track, 
 Where eagles brood on cliffs amid the thunder rack. 
 
 XLI. 
 A census the draconian king ordained 
 
 Of all the Hebrew tribes in Palestine; 
 And the dime was of either sex arraigned 
 
 And butchered in cold blood, to serve as sign 
 
 To what calamities he would consign 
 More dreadful who should seek in arms to rise, 
 
 Or who should dare to murmur and repine; 
 A soul each moment from its troubles flies; 
 So eagles from the earthquake mount the tranquil 
 skies. 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 115 
 
 XLII. 
 
 Then guardian Angels to the heart repair, 
 
 In night shade kneeling, striken sore with dole, 
 And oil and wine pour in the wounds of Care, 
 
 And Balm of Hope, prescribed to make them 
 
 whole 
 
 By Mercy, the physician of the soul ! 
 Blest office, often by some child from life 
 
 New snatched, performed, from pansy meadows 
 
 stole, 
 
 Where flowers bloom thoughts, when the sad plain- 
 tive fife 
 
 And muffled drum announce the martial murders 
 rife. 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 How sweet, when organized again in death 
 
 With brighter members, down on Jacob's stair 
 To visit earth, and with empyreal breath 
 
 Inhale the life-throb of our natal air, 
 
 And with a sympathy immortal share 
 The loved one's pain; to watch each budding grace 
 
 Unfold its petals, till an amaranth fair 
 It blows for Heaven; to look on each dear face, 
 And in night's visions fold them in a fond embrace ! 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 He also claimed of every thing the tithe, 
 Of fish and reptile, and of bird and beast, 
 
 The premisce of the sheaves reaped by the scythe, 
 The fatlings of the flocks, his court to feast, 
 Nor spared the offerings of the eucharist; 
 
ii6 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Of grown up men for servants, youths and boys 
 
 He took without compunction whom he pleased, 
 And girls and spinsters for his palace toys, 
 And for his horrid harem's foul lascivious joys. 
 
 XLV. 
 A splendid structure was this palace, built 
 
 With colonades and open galleries, 
 Architrave, frieze, and cornice, carved and gilt, 
 
 And cloisters wainscoted with blazonries 
 
 Of arabesques enamelled, and balconies 
 With perforated sculpture on the stone ; 
 
 Environed by a garden of tall trees 
 The sycamine that silken robes had grown, 
 The terebinth whose head a score of centuries crown. 
 
 XLVI. 
 Here his debauch in a superb saloon 
 
 He held with bestial orgies bacchanal: 
 On opal tables, shining as the moon, 
 
 Was spread the banquet by the seneschal, 
 
 And revels and rude riot thronged the hall; 
 TheVfloor was laid with Persian carpets soft, 
 
 With arras hangings tapestried the wall, 
 And on a dais was raised a chair aloft. 
 Sparkling with precious gems, as daisies in a croft. 
 
 XLVII. 
 The seats and divans were of ivory, 
 
 And thyine-wood the footstools, rich inlaid 
 With knops of bullion frosted filagree; 
 
 And costly essences a perfume shed, 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 117 
 
 Sweet as the tribute from a garden bed 
 Of rose and orange bloom, and murrhine vases, 
 
 With choicest flowers rilled an Eden made; 
 While bright noonday, a candelabra blazes 
 Above the board, and like a sun with all its rays is. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 The ruby-studded flagons fume with wine 
 
 Of bouquet exquisite and faultless gout, 
 In whose elixir pearls of bubbles shine, 
 
 Wild frolic spirits of the aerial dew, 
 
 Dancing with merry glee the liquor through; 
 And flaming juleps glow like tongues of fire 
 
 In crystal beakers, stained of every hue; 
 And sherbets scintillate, drugged to inspire 
 Jovial delights, and dalliance soft, and fierce desire. 
 
 XLIX. 
 Viands, the most esteemed and delicate, 
 
 Are heaped on porcelain most quaint and rare; 
 Exotic fruits, banana, mangoe, date, 
 
 Are piled on painted Japan lacquer ware; 
 
 All fragrant berries and sweet nuts are there; 
 Raisins which had their waxen bloom preserved, 
 
 As if still breathed on them the summer air; 
 In their own syrup figs that were conserved, 
 On carven trays of scented sandal wood are served. 
 
 L. 
 
 Boisterous the cymbals clash, the hautboys blore, 
 
 Loud bang the gongs as thunderclaps that break ; 
 Bassoons, and clarinets, and trombones roar; 
 
u8 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And with their din the dreamy soul awake 
 To thoughts heroic; while the viols speak 
 A language softer than seductive words; 
 
 And syren harmony, that charms the snake, 
 Subdues at will the hearts of savage lords: 
 The spells of Orpheus tamed the forest's feline hordes. 
 
 LI. 
 Then Almeh girls are introduced to dance, 
 
 Mobled in gauzy byssus, light as wind, 
 And look as though through cloudlets they advance, 
 
 Junos in mist, whose forms voluptuous bind 
 
 The floating draperies, round them unconfined, 
 Concealing not, but lining out the shape, 
 
 The nude conspicuous made to attract the mind, 
 Pleased and bewildered till the senses gape 
 At bitter sweets, though hid, exposed from heel to 
 nape. 
 
 LII. 
 To melting swoons of melody they move, 
 
 Graceful, yet sensuous, languorous, yet lithe, 
 Breathing the blandishments of wanton love, 
 
 And bliss libidinous; then pert and blithe 
 
 And nimble as the elves of fairy myth: 
 In wreathed embraces limbs and bodies twine, 
 
 In amorous tangles coiled, as boas writhe; 
 With panting hearts and heaving bosoms join, 
 And bright with gold bezants and silver crescents shine. 
 
 LIII. 
 
 Bootless were then the bodice or the shawl ! 
 The lynx-eye pierces of delirious lust 
 
THE REIGN OF GOG. 119 
 
 Through the transparent vest, the lace, through all; 
 
 And envious folds licentious fancies thrust 
 
 Aside, and riot on the swelling bust, 
 And all the witchery of wonders there; 
 
 Then reels the masque obscene through Hell adust: 
 Alas ! how foul is woman, yet how fair ! 
 An angel and a beast in her Circean lair ! 
 
 LIV. 
 
 And as the scarlet joys flash from keen eyne, 
 The soul turns crazy and the senses blind; 
 
 Grief laughs, but soon with aching bliss to pine, 
 Pleasure at wisdom cavils care to find, 
 False friends before them, and dread foes behind, 
 
 The Heaven of Fools, the Madman's Paradise ! 
 O Love, that all endures, and, ever kind, 
 
 Would pardon all, weep for the blasphemies, 
 
 That would with these dark rites profane thy secret 
 sighs ! 
 
 LV. 
 
 Such were the wassail tournaments that passed 
 
 In Peer's lewd conventicle; but this night 
 The tender Zilia, gyved with trouble fast, 
 
 Was led into the hall, in sorry plight; 
 
 The dower of beauty is a gift of spite. 
 "O canst thou love, fair lady?" asked the king; 
 
 "For thou shalt be the queen of my delight, 
 And share my couch, and these with lutes shall sing 
 Thee to sooth sleep, and to new joys awakening." 
 
120 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LVI. 
 
 " Fiend, desist ! I never can love thee ! " 
 Returned the matron mid dire agonies 
 
 Of honor hurt and wounded modesty : 
 " Him I love only, who my husband is, 
 A captive in thy dungeon's dark abyss." 
 
 " He shall be free at once if thou wilt smile, 
 And yield thee, not disdainful, to my bliss. "- 
 
 " Never my soul shall such a sin defile ! 
 
 I loathe thy foul advance, and spurn thee, monster 
 vile!" 
 
 LVII. 
 
 " Thou speakest like an Amazon in arms ! 
 
 But beauty's lips love's nectary should be;" 
 Replied the incubus: " Why keep thy charms 
 
 Locked in a casket in obscurity ? 
 
 Love freely gives, nor doles out charity, 
 Pleased to make others happy; but a frown 
 
 Was never badge of his divinity. 
 Thy beauteous temples with this chaplet crown, 
 And in this milk of Venus bashful scruples drown." 
 
 LVIII. 
 " A braid of serpents is that flowery wreath, 
 
 And in that cup's their venom. Thou hast spoiled 
 With lust and rapine, sacrilege and death 
 
 This holy land; its hearths thou hast defiled, 
 
 Its altars desecrated; thou hast toiled 
 For evil as a slave, whipped to his work ; 
 
 Not only men in arms, but the mere child 
 Thou'st slaughtered; demons in thy senses lurk, 
 Hell's atheist priest thy heart in Hell's blaspheming 
 kirk!" 
 
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 LIX. 
 
 " Feed with the bread of scalding, blistering tears 
 Thy rage, dread tiger ! groans thy daily food, 
 
 And gasps of agony, and palsied fears ! 
 
 Let thy revenge and malice drink hot blood, 
 Foul Death-Snake crawling in a slough of mud ! 
 
 Scourge to the living, curse to the unborn ! 
 A terror not to evil, but to good ! 
 
 Thou darnel choking bearded ears of corn ! 
 
 Thou murrain-breeding frost that kills the lamb new- 
 shorn." 
 
 LX. 
 
 " Beware lest thy vituperative words 
 
 Accuse thy life! " "I nothing have to fear 
 
 From thee, or from thy minions' dastard swords. 
 What canst thou do that I should dread to bear? " 
 " I'll rack thy husband, dame, and thou shalt hear 
 
 His groans, and see him struggling hard to die, 
 Yet death shall not come near him; and I'll tear 
 
 Thy tongue for uttering impiety, 
 
 And for thy hate and pride pluck out thy scornful eye." 
 
 LXI. 
 
 The menace terrified the loving wife, 
 
 Pale as if hemlock on her cheek the blood 
 
 Had froze exanimate; but short the strife 
 
 'Twixt fear and honor: back the pulses flowed 
 The ebbing tide of crimson shame till glowed 
 
 Her face a furnace; quick she gasped for breath 
 To dike the rising, inundating flood 
 Of inward grief; prepared to suffer death, 
 
 Thus she addressed her God to strengthen fast her 
 faith. 
 
122 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXII. 
 
 " O Thou, who'rt clothed with radiant stars, and hast 
 The Heavens for Thy Palace, whose white Throne 
 
 Is built through space with strong foundations fast 
 On every orb secured, who walk'st alone, 
 Unseen, the pathless firmament upon, 
 
 Rid'st on the wings of Time through the thick crowd 
 Of living worlds, and hang'st the sun-dyed zone 
 
 Of woven dew Thy banner in the cloud, 
 
 Dost Thou in proud disdain Thy face divine en- 
 shroud ? " 
 
 LXIII. 
 
 " Who drivest in Thy chariot for Thy steeds 
 
 The lightning yoked with thunder, who on waves 
 
 Tread'st, and the storm in silent calm recedes, 
 
 Who blowest with Thy breath, and the blast raves 
 And surging billows yawn with myriad graves, 
 
 O art Thou incommunicable to man, 
 
 Who, when he calls upon thee but vainly craves 
 
 For a kind Father, failing Thee to scan ? 
 
 O wilt Thou, still unknown, him from Thy presence 
 ban?" 
 
 LXIV. 
 
 " In Thy impenetrable omniscience hid, 
 
 Veiled in the splendor of Thine infinite glory, 
 
 Dost thou him scorn his puny cares amid, 
 And mean emprises, to his piteous story 
 Deaf and indifferent, nor grieved nor sorry ? 
 
 Art Thou insensible to his agony ? 
 
 Shall thy keen knife of wrath be always gory, 
 
 And Death forge weapons in Thine armory ? 
 
 Thy mercy, mercy I pray with due humility! " 
 
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 LXV. 
 
 Then to the tempter: " Harken to my prayer! 
 My husband from the felon's jail release ! 
 
 And when shall press on thee a load of care, 
 May Heaven in pity then thy burden ease, 
 And send to thee a messenger of peace ! 
 
 spare his life! to me than mine more dear! 
 And to whatever torture thou mayst please 
 
 Me to condemn, whatever toil severe, 
 
 1 will endure without a murmur or a tear! " 
 
 LXVI. 
 
 " Can I not sue for favor for my lord ? 
 
 Can I not plead with thee ? " " Yes, thou shall 
 
 plead, 
 As pleads the antelope when it has implored 
 
 The hungry pard, and its torn members bleed 
 
 Beneath his fangs. Slaves, drag her to my bed, 
 Her couch of pleasure or her burial bier ? " 
 
 " The angel that protects the virtuous head 
 Be now my shield against this devil here : 
 O Gog, I summon thee in judgment to appear." 
 
 LXVII. 
 Gog snatched his poniard and, inebriate 
 
 With wine and passion, plunged it in her side, 
 And let her soul out through a narrow gate; 
 
 She reeled, and quivering fell, and gasping died 
 
 And quickly to her ruthful Father hied; 
 Who wipes the flowing tears from dolorous eyes, 
 
 And touches the dead lips revivified: 
 Aneled and shrived all her sin's penalties, 
 In the Good Shepherd's breast, a Lamb of God she 
 lies. 
 
124 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXVIII. 
 
 Brief was thy dream of life, and briefer still 
 Thy dream of bliss Utopian, passed away 
 
 To where thou canst no more feel mortal ill! 
 As a bright star unseen in the broad day, 
 His Cynosure, Love sought thee, but thy ray 
 
 Blessed not his vision, and the mournful hours 
 Like phantoms crept that after shadows play; 
 
 Yet when the thundering storm most angry lowers, 
 
 Across its frown where blackest smiles the arch of 
 showers. 
 
 LXIX. 
 
 Why hast Thou made the beautiful so sad ? 
 We gaze spell-bound, till the delicious sight 
 
 Sinks in the heart, with melancholy mad 
 To muse so sweet a morn, so soft a light 
 Must change, and fade, and darken into night: 
 
 Where dost thou hide the lovely, Death, oh where ? 
 That the fond soul may thither take its flight, 
 
 To sunset islands of the summer air; 
 
 For never grave can hold the beautiful and fair. 
 
 LXX. 
 
 Although the lord of earth, man is but here 
 
 An alien, for his home is in the skies: 
 The problem dark of evil will be there 
 
 Resolved, and sorrow's painful mysteries; 
 
 There the dead flowers of sacred memories 
 Preserve their native odor, and smell sweet 
 
 As holy incense, where if nature sighs, 
 'Tis with the glory of the Paraclete, 
 For human sense of love with joyaunce too replete. 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 
 
 CANTO VII. 
 
 JgLONG the valley of Jehosaphat, 
 
 And on the Mount of Olives lie encamped 
 Gog's lawless army, living on the fat 
 Of the rich land, whose tilth they reckless tramped, 
 And in the primaveral furrows stamped 
 The bladed foison; in their horse-hair tents 
 
 Carousing, till bedaubed with wine they ramped 
 As fauns and satyrs, with their clouts in rents 
 From drunken broils amidst the graves and monu- 
 ments. 
 
 n. 
 Many took shelter in the succoth bowers, 
 
 Wattled with boughs umbrageous 'gainst the cold, 
 Rude wurleys pervious to the vagrant showers; 
 And such as still the savage wanderers hold 
 In hearse-like she-oak glade or scrubby wold; 
 Where at the full moon the corroboree 
 
 With shield and spear is danced by warriors bold, 
 Painted with ochre, while the hue and cry 
 The dingoes frighten prowling near the sheep-pens by. 
 
126 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 III. 
 Close to the sepulchres the Kedron ran 
 
 Through feathered papyrus and banks of bays, 
 A bubbling brooklet 'mid the flags that fan 
 
 Its fretted surface ; further through the haze 
 
 The gilded towers of the Temple blaze; 
 A golden sunshine burnished by the light; 
 
 And domes, and cupolas, and steeples raise 
 Their heads above the gray frieze cloak of night, 
 And tops of poplars bloom with burning chrysolite. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Still are the cuboid houses craped in mist, 
 
 Aurora's veil, but the fogs roll and rise, 
 And melt in saffron, rose, and amethyst 
 
 Transmuted by the magic of the skies; 
 
 The wild thorpe with the cultured garden vies; 
 Both seem a field of verdant fire to be, 
 
 Freckled with snowy blooms and scarlet dyes; 
 Vineyards and corn-fields clothe the hill and lea, 
 Aud palms and cypresses swim o'er the verdurous 
 sea. 
 
 v. 
 
 Thou, sultan of a harem of world-wives, 
 Robed in ethereal vesture ! masculine 
 
 Spirit, that shed'st thine influence, and lives 
 Nature, formed from thy quintescence divine, 
 With thy reflected smiles thy consorts shine ! 
 
 Thou god exalted on thy seat on high ! 
 
 Yet of thy gorgeous honors nought is thine; 
 
 He who hath set thee there to king the sky, 
 
 Could hurl thy flaming pomp to dark nonentity! 
 
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 VI. 
 
 Still further were the aloe mammelons 
 
 Of Bethlehem, hallowed by the mystic birth 
 Of him, the Lord plenipotent of Thrones, 
 
 Though but an outcast when he lived on earth; 
 
 Where he, the Guide, through alleys blind of death 
 To star-illumined immortality, 
 
 First drew in human shape his mortal breath, 
 Ere by his Passion's triumph in the sky 
 He gained for us a life that can for never die. 
 
 VII. 
 
 There still some youthful pastor, feeds his flocks, 
 Perhaps with Jesse's blood within his veins, 
 
 With David's blue eyes, and his golden locks, 
 And on his harpischord plays sacred strains, 
 Or tunes his lyre to dulcet love's refrains; 
 
 While rings the tinkle of the wether's bell, 
 
 Leading the ewes to pasture through the lanes 
 
 A sweet illusive sound that seems to tell 
 
 Of miraged homes in clouds where happy creatures 
 dwell. 
 
 viii. 
 
 For Gog had stopped his persecutions sore, 
 And tried to court the favor of the Jews; 
 
 And Christian proselytes oppressed no more, 
 Winning them back by means of saintly ruse, 
 And catering artfully unto their views : 
 
 He wished to pass for their Messiah King; 
 He strove to please, cajole them, and amuse; 
 
128 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And many of them ceased their murmuring,, 
 Caught by the serpent's eye, and wounded by his sting. 
 
 IX 
 
 A man of genius, science, and of art, 
 
 Consummate was he, skilled in altar lore; 
 
 With brain capacious, and a little heart, 
 And of audacity a boundless store: 
 What is forbid he sought most to explore: 
 
 In alchemy profound, he had found out 
 How to convert to gold dross iron ore; 
 
 A wizard wondrous, he could by a shout 
 
 Make imps and ginns appear, and order them about. 
 
 t x. 
 
 He juggled miracles; his touch could heal 
 The evil in the blood; his look could ope 
 
 From filmy eyes the scales that darkness seal; 
 
 The deaf, the dumb, the dwarf, who mow and mope, 
 The lame and crippled who on crutches grope, 
 
 Would walk away quite whole; and pain and ache 
 He numbed by necromancy; fear and hope, 
 
 Alternate he inspired, for he could make 
 
 The living senseless, and the dead to seem awake. 
 
 XI. 
 
 He caused an idol, of himself the mould 
 And likeness to be shaped; and in the court 
 
 Of his seraglio placed the imaged gold, 
 
 And from the cloud the sprite of lightning caught, 
 And life Pygmalic in the statue wrought; 
 
 And at the sound of sackbut, flute, and drum, 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 129 
 
 Blind worm of darkness, ordered all who thought 
 That he of Jewry and of Christendom 
 Was the expected Lord, to worship it should come. 
 
 And gangs of acolytes at the beat of drum 
 Fail on their faces in the dust before 
 
 The image, while the air spins with the hum 
 Of music, and the algum's swinging shower, 
 And multitudes collected to adore, 
 
 While beadles holding verges cry, "Lo! this 
 Is our god whom our humble prayers implore : 
 
 Tinkle the sistrum, and bow down, and kiss 
 
 His sacrosanctic feet with piety and bliss." 
 
 And a voice from the automaton cries thus: 
 " Behold the day appointed is now come, 
 
 When I with man uncontumacious 
 
 Will make a covenant new. I will consume 
 No more the land, nor contrite nations doom 
 
 To pains and penalties; but I will write 
 
 My law upon their minds, and build my home 
 
 Within their hearts, their Lord of love and light, 
 
 And they shall be my people, and I their God of 
 might." 
 
 XIV. 
 
 'Twas Ryno, Satan's proxy, hid within 
 The oracle, who through a tube that led 
 
 Up to its mouth, roared with cavernous din 
 
 A ghastly sound that struck their souls with dread, 
 So that none there dared then lift up the head 
 
j 30 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Ryno, the accomplice of the Man of Sin, 
 
 High-Priest of Anti-Christ there worshipped, 
 Who of the Beast had the False Prophet been, 
 Determined that the Dragon earth for Hell should 
 win. 
 
 Still more audacious and malignant grown, 
 
 Gog now conceives the horrible design 
 Within the Temple to usurp the Throne 
 
 Of living flame, essential soul divine, 
 
 And with its simulated lustre shine : 
 Hence he ordains a proclamation through 
 
 The tribes of Israel, that the inner shrine, 
 The Holy of Holies, in the veil of blue, 
 To all who faithful were would be exposed to view. 
 
 xvi. 
 
 Where they might Eloh in his glory see, 
 
 Where they must come, and incense burn to him, 
 
 At the Passover feast, and bend the knee, 
 And him invoke in a triumphant hymn, 
 As he rides on the wings of cherubim ; 
 
 The paramour of pride is blasphemy. 
 The festal day is come to act this whim 
 
 Unsanctimonious; this profanity 
 
 Insensate and defiant against the Deity. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 The Abomination of Desolation sits 
 On the most holy place of all the earth, 
 
 And mocks at Goodness, with his scornful wits, 
 Shameful arid sacrilegious, venting forth 
 
7 HE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 131 
 
 Foul perfidies against celestial Worth, 
 Plenary Truth, and Grace ineffable, 
 
 And all embracing "Love, provoked to wrath, 
 That Heaven should thus be parodied by Hell, 
 And on the Mercy Seat the Beast should dare to dwell. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 Night as a ghost in sable stole had fled, 
 
 And all the stars, each called by his own name, 
 
 Had muster passed and sought repose in bed; 
 But seraphim and ministers of flame 
 Rise from their sky-roofed pallets and proclaim 
 
 The Adorable how good, in full-choired song 
 Hymning the day-spring o'er the land of Shem; 
 
 Then, stealing colors that to clouds belong, 
 
 Bourgeon the vernal year Judea's hills among. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 It was a lovely morn. The dews of spring 
 In rosy showers had rinsed the locks of Night; 
 
 Each twig, and blade, and tuft was blossoming, 
 Flushed into life by kisses of the light, 
 Till the gay sward with dangling bells was bright; 
 
 The air was redolent of cordial balm, 
 
 And touched the pulse that tingled with delight; 
 
 Boon nature chanted a thanksgiving psalm, 
 
 And all was tender mirth, bland joy, or dulcet calm. 
 
 ' XX. 
 
 For the Spring is an ever new Messiah, 
 
 That comes with tidings of reviving life 
 To elements that quicken and expire, 
 
132 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 But never perish in the plastic strife 
 
 With benizons innumerable rife: 
 He wakes the embryons in their still graves laid 
 
 With March winds playing on their shrilly fife; 
 The germs start up, in mantling green arrayed, 
 So man shall rise again from the tomb's silent shade. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 And a kind nurse is Spring that tends the buds, 
 Sleeping in cradled cotton, and the May 
 
 With pearly buttons decks, and ruby studs, 
 Brushing the mildew from the blistered spray, 
 And charming canker and the blight away; 
 
 The midwife of all mothers, and she opes 
 The eyes of new-born creatures to the day, 
 
 When life with promise dawns, and joys, and hopes, 
 
 A floating dreamy land through which the infant 
 gropes. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Now frequent rainbows span the hills and dales, 
 Waking beneath them freshest odors, now 
 
 Through daphne copses fume the spicy gales, 
 And where the scented cones of lilacs blow, 
 Or swings the chalice from magnolia's bough: 
 
 Look where the flower- rain fell upon this bank; 
 It is enamelled with the gorgeous show 
 
 Of intermingled dyes, with beauty rank, 
 
 Matched by the glittering gems that every hedge-row 
 prank. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 The fruitful life is swelling in the sap, 
 And drinking sunshine: low the acacia bows 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 133 
 
 Its golden head, and willows water's flap, 
 And sweep their emeraldine beads in rows 
 Along the ripples; the pomegranate glows 
 
 With blushing lips, such as young virgins boast; 
 Bending the blue-eared rye the zephyr throws 
 
 Across the field a shadow like a ghost, 
 
 And plots of thyme are drowsed by bees, a swarming 
 host. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 Again the tonsured flamens singing throng, 
 Again the signal drum, and trumpet's blast 
 
 Announce the advent of the god they long 
 To see and honor. The purple veil is cast 
 Aside, and in the inner court they've passed, 
 
 Where in the shrine, between the cherubim, 
 
 Sits the blown mountebank. The crowd, aghast 
 
 At the electric nimbus in a rim 
 
 Round his head circumfused, bow down and worship 
 him; 
 
 XXV. 
 
 Then their obsequious bodies prostrate throw, 
 And beat their temples fearful to upraise 
 
 Their looks, lest from the figure splendors glow, 
 And strike them blind with the terrific blaze, 
 But grovelling cry aloud: "We dare not gaze! 
 
 Thy glory is too bright, but shine, thou sun! 
 And fill thy tabernacle with thy rays! 
 
 Our King on earth, our God in Heaven alone, 
 
 We hail thee, Shiloh, on thine everlasting throne!" 
 
134 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 And from the shekinah responds a voice : 
 
 "Who shall abide my presence, who shall stand 
 
 When I shall come, preceded by the noise 
 Of trumpets sounded by my angel band, 
 To judge the quick and dead throughout the land ? 
 
 But now rejoice, O Zion ! and break forth 
 In songs hilarious, for my strong right-hand 
 
 Shall lift thee to the skies! O shout with mirth, 
 
 For thy God shall be Lord and Priest, o'er all the 
 earth!" 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 Sin paves the road for Ruin to ride on; 
 
 And vassal votaries with fetish fear, 
 Through the wild hurly-burly push where shone 
 
 The demiurgic light, formed to appear 
 
 A ring or aureole of luminous air. 
 But now two men in fetters are with force 
 
 Dragged by some officers, who the path clear 
 With blows of whips and staves, and threatenings 
 
 coarse, 
 
 Shouting: "Make room, make room," with accents 
 loud and hoarse. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 "Here is a patine of sweet frankincense 
 To offer to our god," then Ryno cried; 
 
 " And bend your stubborn knees, and show your sense 
 Of his high favor, who for ye have died, 
 Whose bigot fathers had him crucified ! " 
 
 "A vaunt thee, imp of evil!" quick returned 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 135 
 
 Adoram, "and in midnight horrors hide! 
 Our fathers have the serpent always spurned, 
 And we will draw our steps from where his fire has 
 burned." 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 " That Thou wouldst rend the Heavens, and come 
 down, 
 
 And view man's wickedness, whose cup is full 
 Of vile abominations, from heel to crown 
 
 Whose flesh is rottenness; how monarchs rule 
 
 Thy people, slaughtered to amuse a fool, 
 How they scoff holiness their state to keep, 
 
 Where aping godhead sits the glutted ghoul ! 
 Awake Thy sword ! ah, shall it ever sleep ? 
 The orphan calls to thee, and widows wail and weep ! " 
 
 XXX. 
 
 Then Methulah, regarding sternly Gog, 
 
 Wheie, seated on the cherubs of the Ark, 
 He beamed in artificial fiery fog, 
 
 Thus vented his reproach: "Thou demon dark, 
 
 Sin's transmigrated earthly hierarch, 
 Hell has bestirred its dead thy ghost to meet, 
 
 They're marching hither cold, and stiff, and stark; 
 I see the shades of kings come forth to greet 
 Their fellow shade, I hear the pattering of their feet ! " 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 " In thine heart thou hast said, ' I will ascend 
 
 To Heaven, I will exalt my throne above 
 The stars of God, and ministers I'll send 
 
136 - TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Furies and fiends through the world to rove, 
 With works of ill requiting acts of love; 
 I will climb up above the height of clouds, 
 
 Within the Mountain of the Lord I'll move;' 
 Yet shalt thou be brought down among the crowds 
 Of skeletons that sleep not, though in winding 
 shrouds." 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 " How art thou fallen from thy proud estate, 
 Son of the morning, and the bright day spring! 
 
 How are the nations in their joy elate, 
 
 That thou are low ? and they triumphant sing, 
 ' Was this the man, this filthy, festering thing, 
 
 That shook the kingdoms, and a desert made 
 Along his path, plundering and murdering, 
 
 Who lieth infamous among the dead, 
 
 With swarming worms that crawl around his rotting 
 head ? " ' 
 
 " Off with his head ! " screamed Ryno, when the sound 
 Was heard of thunder, and the Temple rocked, 
 
 And the earth heaved beneath, and split the ground; 
 And they who had the glory of Goodness mocked 
 With terror and alarm were sudden shocked; 
 
 The roof fell in with crackle loud, and down 
 
 Shattered the beams and rafters where had flocked 
 
 The idolaters, mid stour and debris thrown; 
 
 But when they upward looked the kindling zenith 
 shone 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 137 
 
 xxxiv. 
 
 With war's resplendent pomp and panoply; 
 
 And martial armies issued from Heaven's gate, 
 Mounted on steeds that through the cloud-drifts fly, 
 
 And at their head upon a White Horse sat 
 
 " Faithful and True," the messenger of Fate! 
 His eyes are flashing as a coal of fire, 
 
 With pride of conscious strength godlike sedate, 
 A vesture dipped in blood his limbs attire, 
 And golden diadems he wears in triple tier; 
 
 And on his garment written is a name, 
 
 "The King of Kings, and of all Lords the Lord," 
 He who had once been sore reviled with shame, 
 
 While a mere man, but now the exalted " Word, 
 
 In whom is Life ! " the two-edged cutting sword, 
 The flaming brand and thunderbolt of Truth, 
 
 Victorious o'er im posters and the horde 
 Of lying prophets, darts from out his mouth, 
 And sceptres, croziers smites, crowns, mitres without 
 ruth: 
 
 XXXVI. 
 
 And him attended Michael, the great prince, 
 Equipped with Medusean aegis shield, 
 
 The captain of the armed sabaoth since 
 His dread encounter in the battle field 
 With Satan, when the fiend did to him yield, 
 
 And, howling, fled to hide his shame in Hell: 
 Now with his lance, invincible to wield, 
 
 He standeth up for downcast Israel, 
 
 Strong as a garrisoned and rock-bound citadel. 
 
138 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 The hiss of rushing wings inflames the air 
 With storms meteorous, a dance of fire : 
 
 As when the northeast wind hath wrapped the sphere 
 In gloom, and drives along the billow's spire, 
 And sudden Thrascias wakes with maddened ire 
 
 Contending waves on waves opposing pour 
 Their foaming legions, in confusion dire; 
 
 If then the sun look from his ebon tower, 
 
 A crested spray-bow sits each surge, an Iris shower. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 And in the blazing sun an Angel stood, 
 And louder than the raging tempest cried: 
 
 " Come all ye vultures, with your hideous brood, 
 From Nebo's scarped pile, and Sinai's side, 
 To Jordan's banks, and the Dead Sea's dull tide, 
 
 To feast on flesh of kings and mighty men; 
 Come all ye ravens swift from deserts wide, 
 
 From Cushite islands and the Tyrian main, 
 
 A banquet waits for you of steeds and heroes slain." 
 
 xxxix. 
 "Thy ' Mene Tekel' 's writ by God's own hand, 
 
 Who is against thee, Gog, and thy lewd slaves; 
 A mound of bones shall be thy ravaged land, 
 
 Thy council chambers be possessed by graves, 
 
 And Death his simoom shadow wave where waves 
 Thy cruel ensign ! an astonishment, 
 
 A hissing shall become thy wizard knaves, 
 Star-gazing, and plagues after them be sent, 
 And all the beauty of thy excellence be rent! " 
 
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 XL. 
 " Thy harlots, wives, and concubines I'll smite 
 
 With scab upon the crown of each one's head; 
 And boils shall on their painted beauty light, 
 
 Burning instead of blooming; and thy bed 
 
 Shall be a sty polluted by the dead; 
 The ghosts of all thy victims round thee fly, 
 
 And thy dirge sing thy martial chants instead ! 
 Hermon shall weep no more, nor Lebanon cry, 
 Nor Zion, garbed in ashes, crouch in dust and sigh ! " 
 
 XLI. 
 Then swift the war descends with horrent sheen; 
 
 More fervid glows the corruscating light 
 From chariot wheels that burn the hyaline, 
 
 And glittering blades that silver streamers pight, 
 
 Like moonbeams rippling on the tide at night; 
 Through thunders rolling move the cohorts blest, 
 
 Through lightnings flashing Jesus' feet alight, 
 And, whence he had ascended, touch the crest 
 Of Olivet, and cleave its centre where they pressed, 
 
 XLII. 
 Delving a valley from the south to north, 
 
 And the marquees demolishing and tents, 
 Where camped the ethnic legions; thence spread forth 
 
 Earthquakes their havoc, fracturing monuments, 
 
 Domes, steeples, towers, and pinnacles to rents 
 Through the death-stricken, terror-quailing land; 
 
 Fowls of the air scream out their loud laments, 
 Beasts of the field are faint, and cannot stand, 
 And fishes of the sea are cast upon the strand. 
 
140 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 The forked leven struck the brasted hill, 
 
 And a rain fell of brimstone, hail, and fire, 
 A stream of horror into Kedron's rill, 
 
 Scathing the army with combustion dire, 
 
 Brent as a hecatomb upon a pyre; 
 The magazines exploded through the smoke 
 
 Scattering pavilions in the sanguine mire, 
 And howitzers, guns, wains, and litters broke, 
 To comminuted fragments crashed of slags and 
 coke. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 Smothered with dust and blinded with thick clouds 
 
 Of ashes, like a storm of snow at night, 
 Against each other the battalious crowds 
 
 Rise with implacable but deceptive spite ; 
 
 For frantic was their unpercipient sight : 
 And in the darkling fray was Ryno slain, 
 
 And Gog was wounded in the desperate fight; 
 No more invulnerable, and died in pain, 
 Hurling defiance, hate, and unsubdued disdain. 
 
 XLV. 
 Their souls for condign punishment to Hell 
 
 Were cast at once, by sentence just their doom, 
 Ere final judgment, there in chains to dwell, 
 The beast and the False Prophet in the tomb 
 Of black Gehenna's escharotic spume, 
 To antidate the death-coil of the snake, 
 
 The death-throes when their tenuous frames 
 consume, 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 141 
 
 With the fireworm's forestalling sting to ache, 
 And only after penance done to pardon wake. 
 
 XLVI. 
 Ephemeral flowers of summer! still we strive 
 
 For gilded cares, and yearn that fame consort 
 Our living name when we have ceased to live ; 
 
 A plaster cast shall from thy face be wrought, 
 
 When thy renown posthumous slanders rot ! 
 But guilt that blossoms will not ripen seed, 
 
 The thwarted sapling grows a monstrous sport, 
 On foulest soil springs up the rankest weed, 
 And muggy airs the rust in nubile Ceres breed. 
 
 XLVII. 
 Full long the combat raged, and dire the slaughter 
 
 Along the slopes and hummocks, far and near; 
 The corpses filled and choked up Kedron's water, 
 
 Running with foamy gore, a shamble where 
 
 The wounded and the dying mingled were; 
 A pile that heaped the valley newly made, 
 
 And the whole precincts of the sepulchre, 
 Where of the Hebrew race in peace are laid 
 After a troublous life so many of the dead. 
 
 XLVI1I. 
 
 A sacrifice inexpiable makes 
 
 The Lord at Bosrah, where the Mongols lay 
 
 As thick as locusts; the land reels and shakes, 
 Caverns of pitch burst open to the day, 
 Heaving their floppy billows, and display 
 
 A lake bituminous, that overflows 
 
142 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And runs in ancient moraines on its way 
 Through bluffs and gulches, whence the dust that 
 
 blows, 
 With flakes of sulphur laden, scorches where it goes. 
 
 XLIX. 
 The vast battalions suffocated fall, 
 
 And perish by the flames; in boiling blood 
 The mountains melt; through the dun air the call 
 
 Is heard of angels, as the lava flood 
 
 And rocks they throw with repercussing thud ; 
 The sun, eclipsed, rolls dead, a ball of jet, 
 
 A darkened halo, like a widow's hood, 
 Wimples the moon, and asteroids beset 
 The pyrotechnic skies and dusky ruin threat. 
 
 This is the day of the Lord God of Hosts 
 
 His day of vengeance ! drunk the sword shall be 
 
 With blood; the field shall shriek with wounded 
 
 ghosts ! 
 
 Take Balm of Gilead for thy malady, 
 Daughter of Babel ! drastic scammony 
 
 And senna shall not purge thy murder clean, 
 Nor hellebore thy madness! wail and cry, 
 
 And curse thee that thou ever born hadst been ! 
 
 Thine ulcer shall not heal, but fret and fester green. 
 
 LI. 
 An everlasting monument of wrath, 
 
 A fire unfueled burns there night and day, 
 Tenacious, that henceforth there is no path 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 143 
 
 Through which the nomade tribes may find their 
 
 way : 
 
 The Arab on its verge looks with dismay 
 On smouldering fumes and intermittent flame, 
 
 And dares not venture, but will kneel and pray; 
 And shudders with disgust, and fear, and shame, 
 As the charred skulls he sees, and worms consuming 
 them. 
 
 LII. 
 
 Of those who fugitive escaped the sword 
 
 The greater part were seized with pestilence; 
 For fevers fluttering in the air were stored, 
 
 With subtle venom's fierce maleficence; 
 
 The flesh fell daily off from corpulence, 
 And maculated gangrene sloughed the hide; 
 
 Within their caverned sockets shrunk the sense 
 Of vision dark; tongues schirrous no more lied; 
 And thus they wasted slow away, until they died. 
 
 LIII. 
 
 The same dijjease the camel, horse, and mule, 
 The ass, and sheep, and cattle sapped and killed : 
 
 The choughs, and gledes, and eagles feasted full; 
 Their maws the panther and the jackal filled, 
 And gorged and glutted freely, as they willed; 
 
 Picking the brains of heroes and of kings, 
 
 Crunching the bones with bloody marrow spilled, 
 
 And champing gristle, nerves, and sinew-strings; 
 
 And blow-flies swarmed, arid left their loathsome 
 festerings. 
 
144 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LIV. 
 
 " Great Pan is dead" and buried in his grave, 
 A tenant of the fox and blind mole's home, 
 
 In Hammon vale, east of the Dead Sea's wave, 
 With thousands of his people round his tomb, 
 Where they await in dust the trump of doom. 
 
 The caravans from Edom pass the spot, 
 
 But speak not, as with hurried step they roam 
 
 Past where the tabooed relics moldering rot, 
 
 So much they dread his name, and fear his horrid 
 lot. 
 
 LV. 
 
 His voice they think they hear in all the sounds 
 Of the weird wilderness, in the shrill burr 
 
 The locust trills, monotonous rebounds, 
 And droning chirm of insects, in the stir 
 Of waving grasses, and the rumbling whirr 
 
 Of dust tornadoes on the asphaltic coasts ; 
 And that dead silence of the desert air, 
 
 That awed the night-watch of the patriarch's posts, 
 
 Brought howls and moanings to them from the land 
 of ghosts. 
 
 LVI. 
 So thorough was the rout, and so complete 
 
 The irreparable ruin, few returned 
 To their own ingles, after their defeat, 
 
 Bearing the spores of plagues their blood that 
 
 burned 
 
 Boils and carbuncles, till their lives they spurned; 
 For the imposthume foul their vitals ate; 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 145 
 
 And northern snows and tropic sunshine learned 
 Their sad disasters, and the fearful fate 
 That had whelmed Gog in the vale of Jehosaphat. 
 
 LVII. 
 "Now, Michael, go with these embodied hosts, 
 
 And chain the King of Terror and of Hell, 
 That for a thousand years o'er only ghosts 
 
 In Hades he may reign, his pride to quell 
 
 Informidable, impuissant to rebel: 
 So he no more may prowl upon the earth, 
 
 And, entering men, their souls with fury swell 
 To violate God's altar, and man's hearth, 
 As late he demonized the sultan of the north." 
 
 LVIII. 
 So ordered the Messiah, and so obeyed 
 
 The Virtue militant, with his squadrons bright, 
 Succinct in arms of heavenly temper made, 
 With beauty's terrors winged, that through the 
 
 night 
 
 Blaze irresistible, and the fiends affright: 
 No thought of battle entered Satan's mind ; 
 He yielded, but with hard averse despite, 
 And stern, though helpless, him they sullen bind, 
 Loaded with ponderous chains, that round his body 
 wind, 
 
 LIX. 
 Like a huge hydra, tangled round his limbs, 
 
 And crushing with their gordian knots his head ; 
 While flaming gurge stupendous o'er him climbs, 
 With boiling smoke of sweeping torment spread, 
 
146 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 For a millennium hence to be his bed : 
 Then with a golden key the massive door 
 
 Of triple adamant they locked, and sped 
 Through vacuous fields of air, a dismal moor 
 To life insuperable a sea without a shore. 
 
 LX. 
 As sung the morning stars when rose this earth 
 
 From chaos, so the sons of Heaven sing 
 The joyful tidings of her second birth, 
 
 And Eden lost regained, till voices ring 
 
 With jubilates to the Almighty King, 
 Protector, and to His victorious Son, 
 
 From the rich Fount of Love the flowing spring: 
 " Righteous Thy judgments are on Babylon 
 The Scarlet Whore that sat on earth's imperial 
 throne!" 
 
 LXI. 
 " The king of swords is smitten by the sword, 
 
 By death he's slain who 'gainst the living fought; 
 The draff of worms become who was the lord 
 
 Of pomp and grandeur; the false Prophet's caught 
 
 By his own lie; the god is turned to nought; 
 The lecher to the sting of lust is doomed; 
 
 The thief before the leet of sessions brought; 
 The murderer in a living grave is tombed 
 Till in Hell's caldron blood for blood is all con- 
 sumed." 
 
 LXII. 
 
 "The enchanter's bitten by his own charmed snake; 
 The cruel hunter by his hounds is torn; 
 
THE ADVENT OF THE MESSIAH. 147 
 
 Who dreamed of glory, now in dole awake, 
 Discrowned, and of his gilded gewgaws shorn, 
 Is dust and loathsome garbage ! Hence to mourn 
 
 His heinous sins, the red-ignited coal, 
 
 Whose ash consumes not, but will ever burn, 
 
 Tortures with branding cautery his soul, 
 
 Till the archangel's trump shall call Death's muster 
 roll." 
 
 LXIII. 
 
 " Babylon is fallen, fallen, and become 
 An Ichabod, the nest where roosts the owl, 
 
 And broods o'er ruins and the rotting tomb; 
 There the hyena and the tiger prowl, 
 And hairy satyrs to their fellows howl; 
 
 Where stood her palace courts there dragons breed, 
 And crawl o'er lichened columns serpents foul; 
 
 Cormorants in her grass-grown fortress feed, 
 
 And in the stagnant ditches sheds the toad her seed." 
 
 LXIV. 
 
 " As high uplifted as she was with pride, 
 Low is she sunk in ignominious shame: 
 
 ' I am a Queen, above Queens magnified,' 
 
 She flaunting said, ' and glorious is my name I 
 And the whole earth is shadowed by my fame! 
 
 I am no widow and shall see no sorrow, 
 
 And who shall dare my wantonness to blame ? 
 
 From every hour some new delight I'll borrow' 
 
 But judgment came with death, and mourning in the 
 morrow.'' 
 
I 4 8 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXV. 
 
 " Silence usurps her alabaster halls, 
 
 No rustic game nor merry wake is there ; 
 No laugh of masque nor chant of madrigals; 
 
 No harper, piper, and no trumpeter! 
 
 There is a shudder in the very air, 
 As though the wind were struck with leprosy, 
 
 And the ground smells of mold of sepulchre; 
 No harvest-home nor vintage song there be; 
 No village-roundel dance beneath the linden tree.'-' 
 
 LXVI. 
 
 " No more the candles at her windows shine, 
 Nor grinds the mill-stone corn for food of man, 
 
 Dumb is the camel's growl, the low of kine, 
 Dried is the rill that through the meadow ran, 
 And dulcet pleasure's turned to bitter bane; 
 
 No tender swain woes there his bashful bride, 
 Nor works at any craft the artisan, 
 
 No princely merchants in her marts abide; 
 
 But Time, mid moldering walls croons requiems 
 over pride." 
 
THE MILLENNIUM. 
 
 CANTO VIII. 
 
 his saints the Prince in his Beauty reigns, 
 Anointed King, and sits upon the throne 
 J Of the Messiah, and irrepressible gains 
 Triumphs o'er Death and Satan; not alone, 
 But with his twelve Apostles, each upon 
 A chair of honor, placed on either hand, 
 
 As gyre the planets round their central sun; 
 And round the regent powers disciples stand, 
 Thick as the shells are strewn on Cooandilla's strand. 
 
 ii. 
 
 Then thus in cadence sweet that seems a hymn 
 Attuned in Paradise, though dire the words, 
 
 Yet not in anger, " Go, ye cherubim, 
 
 Armed with the terror of your flaming swords, 
 And slay of aggravated crime the hordes; 
 
 Out of my vineyard root what weeds offend, 
 Gog's servile slaves, and proud imperious lords, 
 
 So that of his plantations there be end; 
 
 But blind the leven that no good man's house it rend." 
 
150 TIME AND ETERNITY, 
 
 In threatening equipage the angels start, 
 By carnal organs unperceived, though seen 
 
 By incorporeal instincts, Death's own dart, 
 
 Poising, a brand that waves with lightning's sheen, 
 No rock so hard could dint its edge so keen; 
 
 Through the cloud-isles of air a rushing storm, 
 Sliding as shadows over hillocks green, 
 
 Treading the sward, yet crushing not a worm, 
 
 And wading through the sea whereon no ripples 
 form. 
 
 IV. 
 
 No solid frame compact of thews and bones 
 
 Had they, but vehicles of essence through, 
 That glistered like the glow of precious stones, 
 
 And shadows luminous around them threw; 
 
 But when on their transparence morning drew 
 His scarf of sprinkled fire incentive burned 
 
 As when he stamps his signet on the dew; 
 And as their glossy pens the azure spurned, 
 A blaze of emerald eyes to glistening sunbeams 
 turned. 
 
 v. 
 
 They enter in the palace bathed in light, 
 
 In honor of the birth of the king's son, 
 The first-born of his loins, and him they smite, 
 
 And his sire sitting on his ivory throne, 
 
 And the queen in her gay pavilion, 
 Glad mother of an hour; who, as the gales 
 
 From rose-bud blooms her bosom lying on 
 
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 She breathes, with flutter strange, the pest inhales, 
 And flushes, moans, and gasps, and in death's rigor 
 pales. 
 
 VI. 
 
 They penetrate unknown within the hall, 
 Where gulls the senate the sleek orator, 
 
 And touch his lips that drop with honeyed gall, 
 The malefactor's opiate spiced with myrhh, 
 Whose heart is treason's skilled artificer, 
 
 And straight the traitor swoons and staggering dies: 
 In.-;ide the minster's furbished theatre, 
 
 And as the preacher gospel sells and buys 
 
 Mammon, asphyxiate the throat that utters lies. 
 
 vn. 
 The lovely Edith figures at the ball, 
 
 In masquerade costume, a sprightly fay, 
 For 'tis the season of the carnival : 
 
 A will-o'-wisp was she that led astray 
 
 Impassioned hearts, the theme of laureate's lay; 
 And as the basilisk from her blue eye 
 
 Destruction deals on whom its glance survey, 
 She sudden shrieks, and the shrill piercing cry 
 Tolls her own knell of bliss from thoughts of too 
 much joy. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 A child is lying on its mother's lap, 
 
 And from the coral of her breast sucks life, 
 
 As draws a lily from its stem the sap: 
 
 The mother 's slaughtered by a phantom knife, 
 9 
 
152 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And is become of Death the phantom wife ; 
 The child has milked the last drop it shall drain, 
 
 It beats the nipple with infantile strife, 
 And chides, and tries to coax the breast again, 
 Then falls convulsed, for it has swallowed mortal bane. 
 
 The money lender, piling up his heaps, 
 The scrivener at his ledger, casting up 
 
 False figured wealth; the spendthrift, as he sweeps 
 Gold into dust; the drunkard at his cup, 
 As he the essence of Hell's fire would sup; 
 
 The steward, as he rifles manor deeds; 
 The libertine, to joys effete the dupe; 
 
 The civet lover, as his suit he pleads: 
 
 The tares and kidlock, these from corn the gleaner 
 weeds. 
 
 x 
 The gambler, w ? ho has staked his all, and lost 
 
 The unlucky throw, with only time to say 
 " O treacherous fate!" when he himself is tost, 
 
 A wrecked waif, stranded on perdition's way, 
 
 With deathful shame the forfeiture to pay; 
 The assassin, who in ghost-light ambush lain, 
 
 Is waiting secret there his friend to slay; 
 The swindler, as he snatches at his gain; 
 By brands intangible inevitably are slain. 
 
 XI. 
 
 The workshop, office, laboratory and mill, 
 The barracks, alms-house, hospital, the jail, 
 
THE MILLENNIUM. 153 
 
 Sounds of despair and lamentation fill; 
 For everywhere doth ashen doom prevail, ' 
 And skill and knowledge are of no avail; 
 
 Belligerent armies in their burial field, 
 
 Frigates and yachts on peace or war that sail, 
 
 Who hold the plow, or who the mattock wield ; 
 
 The citadel of life all at the summons yield. 
 
 Now Israel looks on him whom she did pierce, 
 And mourns for him as for an only son, 
 
 And weeps disconsolate, sad, wild, and fierce, 
 That she had him reviled and spat upon, 
 More splendent now than feigned Hyperion; 
 
 Her hymn of faith no more a dirge of woes, 
 But as the stars when is eclipsed the sun 
 
 Peer out at noon, so high uplifted rose 
 
 Her pride, although her head with self reproaches 
 bows. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 " O, comfort ye, my people! for ye are 
 
 Pardoned," cried Jesus to the afflicted race, 
 
 Now penitent; " O comfort ye, whose war 
 Is ended ! Wake, O wake, with shining face, 
 Put on of snowy lawn the robes of grace, 
 
 Thy brows with oak instead of cypress deck, 
 
 And round thy loins the zone of strength enlace; 
 
 Thy bonds and fetters loosen from thy neck, 
 
 And rise thee, Zion's daughter, rise thee from thy 
 wreck ! " 
 
154 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 Then answered Methulah, and all the Jews 
 Assembled there, " Hosannah to our King! 
 
 The Lord Our Righteousness, whom we refuse, 
 No longer faithless. Strike the golden string, 
 And let the dulcimer with praises ring, 
 
 Let cymbals clang, the clamor of our joys, 
 O welcome him, for he doth victory bring! 
 
 Then let us wear him in our memories, 
 
 A sign upon the hands, frontlets between the eyes." 
 
 xv. 
 " O that we could the guilty past discharge 
 
 As a dishonest servant. But to us 
 The morning star on the horizon's marge 
 
 Thou art, that from the valley nebulous 
 
 Calls the dead light to rise all glorious. 
 Our arm was broken, thou didst bind it up; 
 
 Our horn cut off, with chaplets beauteous 
 Of living love and of immortal hope 
 Our temples crown, and give us joy's overflowing cup. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 " Honored still more than Judah's prince will be 
 Jesus, our great Deliverer, in whose face 
 
 Beams reconciliated amity, 
 
 The earnest of eternal peace and grace, 
 And whose forgiving arms his foes embrace : 
 
 The herald of sweet charities to men, 
 Thou in our dolor art the voice that says, 
 
 ' O come, all ye who are with care and pain 
 
 Laden, and ye shall rest from heavy fardels gain.'" 
 
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 XVII. 
 
 " O who hath heard or who hath seen such things! 
 
 Shall Palestine bring forth within a day 
 A nation ? Yes, for on her sufferings 
 
 Shiloh took pity, and doth now repay 
 
 Her double for her sorrow and dismay. 
 The grace of glorious Love abides with thee, 
 
 And not the Terror that delights to slay; 
 Gentiles shall come the Lord of Life to see, 
 And kings shall wait in state upon his majesty." 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 Yes, Jesus is Messiah in their esteem, 
 
 And when they speak of him they think of all 
 That in a man a paragon we deem, 
 
 The milk of Heaven without earthly gall; 
 
 And hence, because so good, divine him call; 
 The filial image of that Love and Grace, 
 
 Transcendently expressed celestial 
 In plenitude only on his Father's face, 
 But of the glory's train the trailing skirts they trace. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 When cauterises shame the ulcered heart, 
 
 Prayer is the panacea of penitence, 
 The cooling cerate mollifying smart; 
 
 The rose of care, Golconda's excellence, 
 
 The fragrant smoke of aloes frankinsence; 
 Like those fair worlds which only shine at night, 
 
 Then through the gloom that shadows soul and sense 
 Glimmer sweet thoughts whose lustre is the light 
 Of Heaven's sun- burst of Love, the Fountain of 
 Delight. 
 
156 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 xx. 
 
 Now companies of shipping hail the shore, 
 Bringing the seed of Abraham from afar, 
 
 Wherever, bruised and beaten, peeled and sore, 
 Their scattered remnants persecuted are, 
 A people crushed and trodden down by war; 
 
 In vessels swift they fly, as through the clouds 
 The flocks of swallows for the southern star, 
 
 Mindful of seasons, steer, or storks in crowds 
 
 Sail for their homes when skies the brumal Scorpion 
 shrouds. 
 
 Leviathans, with wings and iron feet, 
 
 From British Thule upon thy children wait, 
 
 And galleons, hearts of oak, the ocean fleet 
 With their gold and their silver for a freight, 
 Them to their promised empire to translate; 
 
 Where foreign artisans build up their walls, 
 In mansions lodged in oriental state, 
 
 When kings from Congo shall frequent their halls, 
 
 And saints from Columkill meet at their festivals. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Now traverse caravans the wilderness, 
 
 And trains of dromedaries and zebras wend 
 
 Through tunneled oceans, convoys numberless; 
 The roads are filled with wagons without end, 
 And pendulous fleets aerial billows rend; 
 
 All hasting on towards Jerusalem, 
 With unconstrained fealty to bend 
 
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 To their Messiah, with the diadem 
 Of Heaven crowned on earth, and now revered by 
 them. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 New homes are founded, cities are restored 
 
 Long desolate in ruins, and the land, 
 For centuries fallowed by the fire and sword, 
 
 Is plowed and planted; and again shall stand 
 
 Another Temple, raised without a hand, 
 Irradiated with devotion's flame; 
 
 And widowed Zion, at her Lord's command, 
 Espoused, shall be baptized, and take his name, 
 " Jehovah Shammah," no more earth's prodigious 
 shame. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 The calumet is smoked, for men are wise; 
 
 They sow their glebe with corn, and trail the vine, 
 And Israel Beulah blooms a Paradise; 
 
 Their curds the peasants eat, and drink their wine, 
 
 And teach their gladness to the mandolin; 
 The mountain flows with milk, and drops the mead 
 
 Manna and balsam, and in lvesome twine, 
 With wreaths of roses bound around the head, 
 The buxom damsels dance beneath the teil-tree's shade 
 
 XXV. 
 
 " Soft as the whisper of the flowing tide 
 That babbles secrets to the sands beneath, 
 
 The night winds through the musk geraniums glide, 
 And lilies that enshrine Eve's virgin breath, 
 Sweet as the consciousness of peace in death. 
 
 Sleep, my betrothed, and of Elysium dream, 
 
158 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And murmur smiles that rosy kisses wreath! 
 Stars kiss their sisters, dipping in the stream, 
 From oak to elm the fire-fly's twinkling lanterns 
 gleam." 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 "'Awake, my love, my fairest, come away! 
 
 For lo ! the winter's past, the rain is gone, 
 And the green lap of earth spring flowers array 
 
 With an embroidered apron. Spruce and boon, 
 
 Rise from thy couch with all thy bravery on ! 
 The time of singing birds, sweet love, is come; 
 
 I hear them choiring spousals, dearest one ! 
 The turtles bill and coo, the herons boom, 
 And, borne on wings of song, larks pierce the star- 
 thatched dome." 
 
 " Noiseless and silent as the falling dew, 
 
 Step on the beds of spice, and come to me, 
 And I will spread my banner over you 
 
 In Nature's boudoir and young nursery ! 
 
 . Oh ! come and view how shoots the henna tree, 
 How the vine-bloom embalms the prime of May, 
 
 How king-cups dance to the wind's minstrelsy; 
 How smells the ambrosia of the new-mown hay! 
 Come with thy dove's eyes, love, and bring with thee 
 the day." 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 And often ministers of grace descend 
 
 Swift through the darkness as an aerolite, 
 
 Yet drop as soft as feather's down, and wend 
 The dingles, with perennial flowers bright, 
 
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 Celestial telegraphs from Heaven's height 
 To earth become as Heaven, so pure and fair; 
 
 The angelus salutes the dawn of night, 
 The break of morning and the noontide air, 
 And voices in the sky join in the complin prayer. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 Now glorified immortals rule in peace, 
 
 And judge mankind: no martial trump is heard 
 
 All cries of strife and shouts of anger cease, ; 
 But the bee's hum, and chirp of tuneful bird, 
 The bleat of sheep, and lowing of the herd 
 
 Attest the rural concord; hammers clang 
 No more on anvils forging spear or sword; 
 
 No deadly thunders from the cannons bang, 
 
 No more the earth is torn by war's infuriate fang. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 Mad Discord of his red torch is disarmed ; 
 
 By Chastity the satyr Lust is tamed, 
 The thyrsus of blown Bacchus drunk is charmed 
 
 By Virtue mild and comely; now is shamed 
 
 Greed but to own the useless pelf he claimed; 
 Corroding rusts the armor on the ground, 
 
 The banner rots that erst in battle flamed, 
 And falchions with green myrtle boughs are bound, 
 No longer taught to kill no longer taught to wound. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 The pomp of military state is past; 
 
 The men-o'-war are rigged in argosies, 
 Chartered with trade, that binds the nations fast 
 9*' 
 
160 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 In brotherhood of love; no longer flies 
 
 The viking on his odious embassies; 
 And, that worst scourge of cruel avarice, 
 
 No more the slaver on its errand hies; 
 But mission ships, that bear the Savior's kiss, 
 Now visit tropic isles, and pagans call to bliss. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 No Alabamas, built by envious hands, 
 
 And hostile hearts, friends spurious and untrue,. 
 And manned by pirates, not by patriot bands, 
 
 The loathsome spawn of crime's imbruted crew, 
 
 'As stealthily hyenas fawns pursue, 
 Pounce on their prey, no war accoutred foe 
 
 In equal fight, but unarmed brethren, who 
 Are helpless to resist till oceans grow 
 A howling wilderness, a burning hell of woe. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 Come down from thy false glory and thy pride, 
 Daughter of Mammon, sitting by the sea! 
 
 Thy garments are in blood of Gambia dyed, 
 Thy cauls, thy tires, thy silken broidery, 
 Thy chains, thy rings, all beauty's treasury; 
 
 The swaddling of thy babes, thy bride's white wreath, 
 The shroud that laps thy dead, by slavery 
 
 Are tiger-spotted; hardness shadoweth 
 
 With Egypt's plague thy heart for Egypt's sin of 
 death. 
 
 The harvest of the ocean is thy wealth, 
 Thy navies plough its ridges, and thou art 
 
THE MILLENNIUM. 161 
 
 The Gipsy Queen of trade, by cruel stealth 
 Of sinews, thews and muscle, brain and heart, 
 With pilfered toggery and trinkets smart, 
 
 A harlot tricked in meretricious gaud ! 
 
 Thou donkey drawing Dizzy's cabbage-cart! 
 
 Crawl on thy knees in mud, thou pimping bawd, 
 
 And prostitute thy soul to some rich tory lord ! 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 As in primeval days before the flood 
 
 The brawny patriarchs lived a thousand years, 
 
 So now so healthy beats the vigorous blood 
 The human being but a youth appears, 
 Although a century old; and the sire rears 
 
 His children's offspring, generations born 
 To tenth descendant's progeny, nor fears 
 
 That his posterity will be forlorn, 
 
 For autumn piles the barn, and plenty pours her horn. 
 
 xxxvi. 
 " In the sweat of thy face thou shalt eat bread 
 
 Till thou return unto the ground ! " Such was 
 The primal curse for sin; but now, instead 
 
 Of thorns and thistles, barley springs and grass, 
 
 And the rocks turn to silver, gold, and brass; 
 Fountains of oil down trickle bleak hillside, 
 
 Through prairies and savannahs freshets pass; 
 The barren plateau drinks the limpid tide, 
 And through the arid steppe irriguous runnels glide. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 The mirage has become a real lake, 
 The sand ffesed into water; navies sail 
 
1 62 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Where late, on bitter shrubs and thorny brake, 
 The wild ass grazed; swift as the simoom gale, 
 Nations migrate along the iron rail, 
 Where the keen ounce pursued his flying prey, 
 Or fiercer Bedouin tracked the pilgrim's trail; 
 And lightnings, tamed and taught, man's thoughts 
 
 convey 
 
 Down through the depths of night, up through the 
 realms of day. 
 
 xxxvni. 
 
 The desert shall rejoice, and like the rose 
 Blossom with pampered verdure; lofty trees, 
 
 The sainted cedar that on Lebanon grows, 
 The martial oak that Bashan canopies, 
 Enrich the waste with summer draperies; 
 
 And Sharon's excellence, her pasture green, 
 Where the ox battens on the clover leas, 
 
 And camels browse the climbing caper-bean, 
 
 On tawny moss shall be, and spongy marish seen. 
 
 xxxix. 
 
 Now rises in the Temple's ground a spring, 
 And flows to either sea, and- on its bank 
 
 Are virent groves, which at all seasons bring 
 Forth their new clusters, in luxuriance rank, 
 Sabean balsam bearing, that who drank 
 
 Forthwith were cured of the sore moil of care, 
 And never back to nocent error sank; 
 
 For healing of the nations everywhere, 
 
 Whose leaves shall never fade, but fresh forever are. 
 
THE MILLENNIUM. 
 
 The same tree once within the garden grew 
 Of Eden, ere the Serpent there was seen, 
 
 Whose branches bourgeon with corollas blue, 
 Apples of gold, and foliage always green, 
 Of the whole sylvan nymphs the stately queen ; 
 
 And whose taste immortality imparted 
 
 To all who dared to eat; and had Eve been 
 
 Less vain and credulous, and bolder hearted, 
 
 With life that never dies she might have never parted. 
 
 XLI. 
 The virtue of the river that runs east 
 
 The sickness purges of the salt Dead Sea, 
 And life its tide ferments like boiling yeast; 
 Where'er its waves touch, an infinity 
 
 Of finned and scaly tribes are found to be; 
 And fishermen now stand on En-eglaim, 
 
 Along the coast as far as En-gedi, 
 And spread their nets where erst Death's hideous name 
 Divulged the curse of God, and man's opprobrious 
 shame. 
 
 XLII. 
 
 Throughout the earth the effulgence of the moon 
 Is bright as musky moss-rose summer's sun, 
 
 And the sun's lustre as seven suns in June, 
 Their melted bullion clarified to one 
 Metallic splendor the whole world upon; 
 
 Yet are the luminaries put to shame, 
 And dim before the glory of God's Son, 
 
 Whose sceptre in his Father's Holy Name 
 
 Rules Zion, that needs not the moon's light, nor sun's 
 flame. 
 
1 64 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 When man was savage, if the thunder growled 
 
 He hid his face in dust, and thought the fire 
 An angry god, who for a victim howled, 
 
 And sacrificed his first-born on the pyre; 
 
 For ignorance of cruelty is sire. 
 Then slave of all the elements; but now 
 
 Become their master, they at his desire 
 Serve his best needs, and to his orders bow, 
 And Hermes' peristrephic rod on him bestow. 
 
 XLIV. 
 For knowledge he has gained, and knowledge is 
 
 Not only power, but virtue, love, and joy; 
 And. perfect science is but perfect bliss, 
 
 Since God is wisdom. Till his mental eye 
 
 Be oped, man is a child of misery; 
 A pupil at great Nature's normal school, 
 
 The heart but acts just as 'the soul doth see ; 
 If unenlightened, he's a knave or fool ! 
 But if the vision's clear, he's good and beautiful ! 
 
 XLV. 
 
 A league of friendship binds the beasts : the Lord 
 
 Will break the murderous gun, and shaft, and bo\v 
 To plowshares beaten is the rusty sword, 
 
 Nor fears the timid brute his ravenous foe; 
 
 The grizzly bear .shall feed beside the cow, 
 No mOre the wolf the gentle lambkin slay, 
 
 The leopard round the kid shall but and bow, 
 And a boy with a string of flowers in play 
 The calf and lion yoked together lead away. 
 
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 XLVI. 
 
 A weanling babe shall of the tiger make 
 
 His merry playmate, and its brinded neck 
 Pet and caress, and no harm from him take, 
 
 And it shall come and frolic at his beck; 
 
 Hawks at the bread crumbs in his hands shall peck; 
 For Peace his ordinance on them hath laid, 
 
 That they should love each other for love's sake; 
 No more the adder, springing from his bed 
 Of flowers, stings man's heel, man's seed has crushed 
 his head. 
 
 XLVII. 
 
 With his disciples Jesus breaks the bread, 
 
 And drinks the wine, as he had promised them 
 
 That, in his Kingdom, after he were dead, 
 Together they should feast: Jerusalem 
 Rejoices, and her scribes no more condemn 
 
 The pilot who the human soul through death 
 Had to its haven steered with guiding helm; 
 
 The first of men who had breathed undying breath, 
 
 And worn Life's golden crown, and everlasting wreath. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 
 And living men then angels' food partake, 
 
 The bread, by sin unleavened, from the Tree 
 Of Life Eternal, and the dead awake 
 
 Banquet on manna, and delighted see 
 
 The pomp inordinate of majesty 
 In nature round them ; and their voices raise 
 
 In honor of the Lamb the melody 
 
1 66 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Of sounds flute-tongued, and bold, heroic lays 
 On Zion's walls "Salvation," and her portals "Praise. 
 
 XLIX. 
 
 And as they pray responsive Love shall come 
 Before they call him, and their prayers will hear 
 
 While yet they speak them; overhead the dome 
 Reflecting as a glass through lucent air 
 The happy face of Paradise, that Care 
 
 Laughs like a heart at ease; and man shall then 
 Be reinstated in the image fair 
 
 Of Eden's innocence, a denizen 
 
 Of earth, to be enrolled in Heaven a citizen. 
 
 L. 
 The inhabitants of sinless earth will be 
 
 With Heaven's guileless tenants reconciled, 
 And all things gathered in an unity 
 
 Under the Son of God; then men who died, 
 
 But now are living, shall sit side by side 
 With men who never died, and ne'er will die; 
 
 Not in ideal vision glorified, 
 But in the fullness of reality, 
 And dwell together in harmonious amity. 
 
THE FEAST OF LOVE. 
 
 CANTO IX. 
 
 HE annual Feast of Love was close at hand, 
 The chief of the Millennial Festivals, 
 And pilgrim devotees from every land 
 In hood and baldrick flocked to Salem's walls; 
 And kings, and priests, and sages filled her halls, 
 Come to descry the glory of the Lord, 
 
 And worship at His Temple. Booths and stalls, 
 Tents, lodges, wigwams hold the mingled horde, 
 And wen and wart the hills, and tubercle the sward. 
 
 ii. 
 
 The paths and by-ways round Jerusalem 
 
 Are diapered with throngs; the city's streets, 
 
 And lanes and alleys that the suburbs hem, 
 
 Broidered with numbers; here the Caffir meets 
 The Scandinavian, the Peruvian greets 
 
 The sombre Spaniard or the swarthy Moor; 
 To nooks remote the bustling crowd retreats, 
 
 To gardens, orchards, vineyards on they pour, 
 
 For all the burghs are full, and can contain no more. 
 
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 III. 
 The road from Joppa is a moving march 
 
 Of camels, mules, and horses, jingling bells 
 Inscribed with " Holiness," in eager search 
 
 Of the pure Spring of Life in Zion's wells, 
 
 Whose flood the Fountain of Jouvence excels; 
 The harbor with its bristling anchored fleet 
 
 Appears alive with masts, and spars, and sails, 
 And boats with loads of passengers replete, 
 Who press the shore to tread with reverential feet. 
 
 And in the sandy cove a motley crew 
 
 Is gathered; some prostrated on their knees 
 On the bare rock, to thank the Lord anew 
 
 For their deliverance from the stormy seas, 
 
 Ejaculating texts from homilies; 
 While others that the Holy Land they see, 
 
 Enraptured, tell their beaded rosaries, 
 Or chant a canticle with pious glee, 
 Or prayer recite from some canonic liturgy. 
 
 v. 
 
 Hail hallowed spot! the Home of Charity! 
 Here Dorcas dwelt, and spun, and wove, and 
 
 sewed, 
 And toiled, and prayed, that clothed the nude might 
 
 be, 
 
 The hungry filled, then died by sickness bowed, 
 And rosemary is scattered on her shroud. 
 Orphans of sorrow, martyrs of distress ! 
 
 She is not dead : the love that in her glowed 
 
THE FEAST OF LOVE. 169 
 
 Still burns to solace human wretchedness, 
 
 And Dorcas lives again the sick and poor to bless. 
 
 VI. 
 
 The eve before this splendrous festival, 
 Under the umbrage cool of stately palms, 
 
 And cedar's awning, whence around were tall 
 Trellised alcoves, sun-proof, and leafy holms, 
 Imbrowned by autumn's aromatic balms, 
 
 Sat Methulah, with Adoram and a young 
 Neophyte, where the Master mid alarms, 
 
 When living in the flesh, had passed that long 
 
 Night of cold bloody sweats, in spite of suffering 
 strong. 
 
 VII. 
 
 The winds had bid "good night," and gone to sleep, 
 And all was hushed, except the drowsy hum 
 
 Of some swinkt thrifty bees, that in the deep 
 Brugmansia's bells the floury pollen scum, 
 The last load of their honeyed harvest home; 
 
 And now they're silent. Past the Kedron's rill, 
 Where the gilt pinnacles of the Temple loom, 
 
 A glimpse of white-frocked boys the altars fill 
 
 With guirlandes, and the lamps light round Moriah's 
 Hill. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 In hoar-frost moonshine swims the camphire grove ; 
 What seems an aftermath of snowy bloom 
 
 The almond glitters; glancing sparkles move 
 Along the carob's edge, and mount to illume 
 Their heads with crowns of diamonds; where 
 through gloom 
 
170 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Of massive foliage vistas open, there 
 
 On feathery tamarisks and sprigs of broom 
 Festoons of lustres hang, and starlets glare 
 Thick on the melia spray, and silver buds appear. 
 
 IX. 
 
 " How perfect is the calm! Not the least breath 
 Trembles a leaf of all the trees around, 
 
 The air is still as is a dream in death, 
 
 Yet how much joy doth everywhere abound, 
 And how much life in every atom 's found; 
 
 Almost the rock-rose opening might be heard, 
 Or petal dropping on the dusty ground ; 
 
 Dumb is the insect, reptile, and the bird, 
 
 Yet animated seems the sky, with voices stirred." 
 
 x. 
 
 So spake the acolyte, and his Teacher thus: 
 
 " The life pulsating of infinity ! 
 Yes, from those realms transcendent speak to us 
 
 Ethereal voices; the illimitable sky 
 
 Is full of all blest things that cannot die: 
 That truth, repeated by innumerous lungs, 
 
 Is shouted from the sumless orbs on high 
 In sweet communion by aerial tongues, 
 Viewless, and unrevealed, but by responsive songs. 
 
 XI. 
 
 " Where'er there space God's ministers are there; 
 
 And often when ye think it is the wind, 
 Soft footsteps printless tread the velvet air, 
 
 On countless missions sent to serve mankind; 
 
THE FEAS T OF LOVE. 171 
 
 The elements to loosen or to bind ; 
 To seek the prisoner in his dark abode, 
 
 Perhaps some lost sheep mid the goats to find, 
 Or through the constellations pave the road, 
 By which blest saints may ride triumphant to their 
 God." 
 
 XII. 
 
 " How silently the stars steal out to shine!" 
 Remarked the Rabbi. " Yet how brightly glow 
 
 Their tapers through the windowed hyaline 
 Of Heaven's homes, that on the earth below 
 The mansions men may see where they shall go;" 
 
 The priest replied : "The lighted lamps await 
 The anniversary of some festal show, 
 
 Such as with welcome will illuminate 
 
 All who have ever lived in love regenerate." 
 
 XIII. 
 
 " As in that ' Holy of Holies' in the sky, 
 The focus of effulgence, where the light 
 
 Is manifested of the Lord on high, 
 Where thick as star- waves angel troops alight 
 To worship and to praise Him with delight, 
 
 Thousands of thousands, and ten thousand times 
 Ten thousand thousands more, before His sight; 
 
 So on the earth from the remotest climes, 
 
 Shall nations come to hear sweet Zion's joy-bell 
 chimes." 
 
 XIV. 
 
 "For Salem's Temple is earth's central shrine! 
 And as in Heaven nothing lives but love, 
 
172 TIME AND ETERNITY, 
 
 And nothing dies but death; so no more pine 
 Hearts human here; nor seeks the soul to rove 
 From duty, lest the Serpent scare the Dove: 
 
 Hence sorrow is ignored, and dole forgotten, 
 And life's light trials easy burdens prove; 
 
 . No body can decay that was begotten, 
 
 No longer baits the worm on flesh corrupt and rotten.' 
 
 xv. 
 
 "We drink the elixir of celestial rain, 
 
 That from the nursing bosom of the cloud 
 
 Falls on the herb as milk, on grass as grain; 
 Our frugal table fruits and cereals crowd, 
 But no beast is purveyor now of food ; 
 
 No cannibalic hand whets the keen knife, 
 
 No maw carnivorous sheds the victim's blood; 
 
 The sacrament of love hallows all life, 
 
 And man pursues no more the brute with cruel 
 strife." 
 
 XVI. 
 
 " Oh! blessed are the kind and meek, for theirs 
 
 Are earth and Heaven; and they shall surely see 
 The face of Love parental, who their prayers 
 
 Will hear with favor! Learn what ye will be 
 
 Glad to remember in eternity; 
 For ye shall only carry hence away 
 
 Your virtues with you. Pride of science flee, 
 Learn wisdom with thy heart that they may say, 
 Who thy demeanor view, 'there shines the Light of 
 Day.' " 
 
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 XVII. 
 
 " E'en as the music of an instrument 
 Tells what it is, and as a flower is known 
 
 By the sweet subtle breathing of its scent, 
 So by thy manners let thy mind be shown, 
 The sterling mintage stamp the die sinks on: 
 
 But if thy thoughts be dark, thine actions foul, 
 As in the limbec gold is drawn from stone, 
 
 So prayer and penitence from out thy soul 
 
 Can drain thy flinty heart, and leave thee pure and 
 whole." 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 " Morphean hop and poppy that seduce 
 The sense entranced, defiling nicotine, 
 
 Nor staff of life sublimed to deadly juice 
 That stultifies or maddens, shall be thine, 
 But the clear hippocrene, almost divine, 
 
 Of knowledge, and the ominnisol of dew, 
 In which the elements transpicuous shine, 
 
 Filtered of sin and folly, dropping through 
 
 The clouds from crystal fountains in the ether blue." 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Thus preached the aged hierarch to his friends, 
 
 Softening in social intercourse the tone 
 Of ethic grandeur; then his hands he bends 
 
 In supplication to the sapphire throne. 
 
 With sudden light the living silence shone, 
 With angel tenants teemed the tents of air,' 
 
 A field of gold striped with vermilion, 
 
174 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Whence couriers ministrant succinct appear, 
 Wardens to watch the earth, and guardian missions 
 bear. 
 
 Weird music sounded their approach, as soft 
 
 As the piano of the she-oak groves, 
 When through the lattice of their boles aloft 
 
 The faint breeze scarce the leafy curtain moves; 
 
 Soft as the secret sigh that fondly loves; 
 Soft as on infant's lip the whispers creep, 
 
 Dreaming of Eden and elysian doves; 
 Soft as the prayers of hope that for joy weep, 
 As its own mother watches that child smile in sleep. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 The canopy of Heaven's nocturnal shade 
 Envelops all things, all except the site 
 
 Where the domed Temple lifts its golden head, 
 Whence shoots aloft from penciled plinth of light 
 An obelisk that glows with beryl bright; 
 
 But now it's paling in the rising dawn, 
 
 And turns a pearl crepuscule, neither night 
 
 Nor day, but mingled bloom of both, to adorn 
 
 The Sanctuary, and shield it from the ardent morn. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Now from all points their eager steps direct, 
 
 Holding palm leaves, the crowd towards the fane, 
 
 And at their head, with conscious worth erect, 
 Walks the Messiah, by his glorious train 
 Attended of the Apostles twelve, who reign 
 
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 Each o'er a tribe set up of Israel; 
 
 Who their estate on high did not disdain 
 To leave, that they might with their Master dwell, 
 And who the pomp august with god-like grandeur 
 swell. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 Ambassadors were there from barbarous states, 
 Magnificoes from territories renowned 
 
 For arts and learning, thrones and potentates, 
 Who had their way from Plata's pampas found, 
 And Venezuelan llanos, hither bound, 
 
 And Patagonia's Emim multitude; 
 
 And orders intellectual trod the ground, 
 
 Degrees ethereal, with the wise and good, 
 
 And for earth's peace exchange Heaven's bright 
 beatitude. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 The cortege has approached the outer wall, 
 Built of dsedalic blocks of marble white, 
 
 And reached the portal, whence from pillars fall 
 Festoons of vines enamelled; and alight 
 Within the vestibule, when on their sight 
 
 Bursts the pavilioned tabernacle, with dome 
 Perched high in air, as it were taking flight, 
 
 And in a dream of clouds about to roam, 
 
 Among the twinkling stars to find its native home. 
 
 XXV. 
 
 What piles immense of masonry are here ? 
 
 What stones enormous ? and what columns high, 
 Yet elegant and slender, that uprear 
 10 
 
176 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 The alabaster spire 'gainst the blue sky ? 
 
 Scarce can the doves up to its summit fly: 
 Piazzas niched and fretted run around 
 
 The courts elaborate, where fountains ply; 
 Long aerial nights of steps rise from the ground; 
 And an embellished porch of granite lifts the mound. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Through an arched gateway to the inner court 
 They pass, and come to where the inner shrine 
 
 Is screened by veils of purfled linen wrought; 
 They're drawn aside, and rays resplendent shine, 
 His head illumining with light divine, 
 
 As the Messiah enters, in whose face 
 A lofty dignity with peace benign 
 
 Attempered glows, and love with perfect grace, 
 
 While thus a voice proclaims from out the Holy Place : 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 " This is my Son beloved, in whom I'm pleased ! 
 
 The earthly of My Heavenly, hear ye him ! " 
 Deep thunders answered when the accents ceased, 
 
 And scintillating swords of Cherubim 
 
 Waved in the flame, and made the vision dim. 
 A silence followed, by carillons broke, 
 
 Harmonious concords of a distant hymn, 
 Inimitably sweet, when the audience woke 
 From out ecstatic dreams, as thus Emanuel spoke : 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 "Abba! I thank Thee that Thou 'st testified 
 I am Thy Son approved, and given me power 
 
THE FEAS T OF LOVE. 1 77 
 
 That on my saints and martyrs, sanctified 
 By tribulations, I may blessings shower, 
 And them with gear of plenteous wisdom dower; 
 
 Me with the honor, which I held with Thee 
 Ere Death was born, or from creation's shore 
 
 The fleets of human souls sailed through the sky, 
 
 Endow, that I may rayon Thy Divinity.'"' 
 
 "Thy Name I've manifested to the men 
 
 Whom Thou didst grant me. , Thine they were, 
 and they 
 
 Have kept Thy word. O do Thou keep them then 
 In Thine especial favor, that they may 
 The marvels of Thy Providence survey, 
 
 And love Thee grateful, and be wholly Thine, 
 As I am in Thee ! Be their guide and way 
 
 To immortality, for who are mine 
 
 Are Thine in Truth, the Comforter, and Peace 
 divine." 
 
 " Wherever in Thy Kingdom I may be, 
 I pray, in Thine immeasurable grace, 
 
 That Thou wilt deign to let them be with me, 
 That Thy reflected image they may trace, 
 As in a mirror, shadowed in my face, 
 
 And be enlightened by me, as I am 
 By Thee transfigured, be in us always; 
 
 Nor let their trust in me be put to shame, 
 
 But hear their pleading voice when they pronounce 
 my name." 
 
178 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 " Within the realms of Paradise above 
 
 Are many mansions. Thither I have been 
 
 Seats to prepare for you, where reigneth Love 
 Ineffable, and Joy, her handmaid, 's seen 
 With lilies' star beams and with amaranths green 
 
 Circling the brows of saints; and I am come 
 Back to receive you, and present you clean 
 
 And faultless to my Father in His Home 
 
 Above the vaulted roof of the siderial dome." 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 " He hath appointed me Lord of all things, 
 And me invested with earth's sovereign crown ; 
 
 To me the charter he conveyed that brings 
 Eternal happiness, where round His Throne 
 Ascend in clouds of balm and cinnamon 
 
 The prayers of saints; and to all who believe 
 Him to be God, and me His chosen Son, 
 
 Whatever flesh that lives or may yet live, 
 
 His precious gift to me of life I freely give." 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 " Let every creature the Creator praise! 
 
 From mammoth to the mite, whatever thrills 
 With sense or understanding, to Him raise 
 
 ' Te Deums' gratulant ! Ye lakes and rills, 
 
 Laud Him whose whisper your soft murmur stills! 
 Laud Him, whose breath, O sea, thy wrath excites ! 
 
 Laud Him, ye quiet combes and storm-clad hills, 
 When His red thunderbolt your forest smites, 
 Or when His sun -winged shower upon your field 
 alights! " 
 
THE FEA ST OF LOVE. 
 
 xxxiv. 
 " Laud Him, O Ardors, who His lamps attend, 
 
 From Heaven's ceiling hung in golden air! 
 Ye sceptred sons of morn, who lowly bend 
 
 Before his footstool ! spirits everywhere, 
 
 That execute his mandates, Him declare 
 The Inexpressible in majesty, 
 
 The Inscrutable in goodness, whose prime care 
 Is favored man! Then man Him magnify, 
 And, building steps with prayer, scale to the peace on 
 High." 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 Thus prayed the Rose of Sharon to his Sire, 
 While knelt the crowd in adoration mute; 
 
 Nor were the Muses of the spheral choir 
 Silent, but Him whose power is absolute 
 Adored, but mercy His chief attribute; 
 
 And distant galaxies the burden heard. 
 Then dulcet symphonies of harp and lute, 
 
 And voices blest, first Heaven's grace implored, 
 
 And then this paean raised to celebrate their Lord : 
 
 xxxvi. 
 
 " Daughter of Zion! shout for joy and sing! 
 
 Rejoice with all thy heart, Jerusalem ! 
 For in thy midst is thy Messiah King, 
 
 Life of our hope, beneficent to them 
 
 Who him reviled with contumelious shame; 
 The mighty Counselor and Prince of Peace, 
 
 Exalted now above terrestrial fame, 
 Before whose presence strife and warfare cease, 
 And of whose kingdom there shall always be increase." 
 
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 XXXVII. 
 
 " He's come, who was the fond desire of all, 
 Whom all with eyes of love admiring view; 
 
 No evil hence shall, Israel, on thee fall, 
 For he shall be to thee as Hermon's dew 
 Dropping on pastures green from heavens blue; 
 
 The grass shall spring, the tender fig tree blow, 
 Her tendril spread the vine where brambles grew 
 
 With milk and hydromel the mountains flow, 
 
 And with the oil of gladness valleys melt below."- 
 
 " Now follows on the plow the reaper blithe, 
 The ripening fruit o'ertakes the sprouting seed, 
 
 The grain is scarcely sown, ere by the scythe 
 It's cut for bread corn in the fertile mead, 
 Where no more flourishes the noxious weed : 
 
 Under the shadow of the sycamore 
 
 We dwell in safety, and the warbling reed 
 
 Shall Him extol who fills our ample store 
 
 With living bread and wine, our strength for ever- 
 more." 
 
 xxxix. 
 
 " Israel exult! He has set up his throne 
 In David's city, there in peace to reign, 
 
 And all who pass her portals are his own, 
 
 No longer strangers: mourning, grief and pain 
 He soothes with sympathy that none complain; 
 
 The sick and helpless none dare now distress; 
 The widow's chattels none dare now distrain, 
 
 Nor is the orphan now left comfortless, 
 
 But all the sons of men his loving kindness bless." 
 
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 XL. 
 
 "A Temple he has founded, and he is 
 
 High priest thereof, to offer sacrifice, 
 And make atonement for our deeds amiss, 
 
 Sealing our pardon for delinquent lies, 
 
 For deathful errors and iniquities. 
 O, be exceeding glad, for he is come 
 
 To rule on earth, as in elysian skies 
 His Father rules, where pleasures vernal bloom, 
 And where he hath for us prepared our final home." 
 
 XLI. 
 
 "A careful shepherd, thou dost feed thy flock, 
 And lead them by the hyacinthine rill, 
 
 Under the shelter of the shadowing rock; 
 
 Thou gatherest with thine arm the lamb that's ill, 
 And warm'st it in thy breast its cries to still, 
 
 And gently lead'st the ewe that's big with young. 
 How beautiful the feet upon the hill 
 
 Of him who brings good tidings, and whose tongue 
 
 Salvation publishes to Zion in sweet song! " 
 
 XLII. 
 
 " Eyes to the blind thou wast, feet to the lame, 
 A father to the poor, and to the weak 
 
 A nursing mother; by thy holy name 
 
 The deaf were taught to hear, the dumb to speak, 
 The halt to walk, the buried dead to wake; 
 
 Light of the world, laid under darkness' ban, 
 Thou art the lucent Virtue whom we seek ! 
 
 Prolific of all good from God to man, 
 
 The archetype of thine own good Samaritan." 
 
182 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 Soft o'er the pillared fane the twilight fell, 
 
 Serene and mellow, drenched by golden haze, 
 
 As lulled the descant, with the organ's swell 
 Toning "Amen" in varied notes of praise: 
 The congregation rise, and upward raise 
 
 Their looks, when in a molten jasper sea 
 They on a blissful revelation gaze, 
 
 Radiant with light and pageant jubilee, 
 
 While kindling clouds are fused in Heaven's alchemy 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 T' wards the four quarters of the compass wave 
 Four priests ripe fruits and leafy branches green, 
 
 To give thanks to Him who these to them gave; 
 Then the whole city in a blaze is seen, 
 Of scattered flowers and painted lantern's sheen, 
 
 And fountain jets of the electric light, 
 
 Apparent sunshine throwing on the scene; 
 
 And in the Temple's outer court a bright 
 
 Band of young maidens dance with torches in the 
 night. 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. 
 
 CANTO X. 
 
 O live the Saints with their Messiah Lord 
 
 During a thousand years, till the whole earth, 
 Mortgaged by Sin, and forfeit, is restored. 
 And fruits again spontaneously brings forth, 
 And men, progressing through a second birth, 
 Developed into angels. Now had come 
 
 The Heavenly Kingdom; Truth had come, and 
 
 worth 
 
 Blameless, and piety; but, tragic doom! 
 Christmas must be buried to rise from Easter's tomb. 
 
 In Eden crept the Snake, and Innocence, 
 
 Flattered and duped by fraud, fell into crime; 
 The primal world was scored by violence, 
 
 Whence merged the Deluge, with its floods 
 sublime, 
 
 To wash away the filth of human slime; 
 The patriarch's rule closed in idolatry, 
 
 The Law mosaic in routine and rhyme, 
 In war the gospel and apostasy, 
 And the Millennium's epilogue is misery. 
 
1 84 TIME AND ETERNITY, 
 
 III. 
 But blissful Innocence, that never knew 
 
 What evil was, was warned in Eden's bowers; 
 And Pride admonished it would dearly rue 
 Its wicked acts, before the vengeful hours 
 Had come, when poured the desolating showers 
 From Heaven's fountains, and the tides arose 
 From ocean's springs, and drowned the city's 
 
 towers, 
 
 Sea-cliffs and inland peaks, and dreadful woes 
 O'erwhelmed the world, adjudged to death's preco- 
 cious throes. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Rebuked was Sodom, but its habitants 
 
 The reprimand contemned, and treated Lot 
 
 As simpleton who raves, or fool who rants, 
 And while they rudely rioted were caught 
 In flames incumbent, and the hosting shot 
 
 Of boulders darted from the abyss of Hell; 
 
 " Watchman, what of the night ?" Proud Salem 
 got 
 
 Her reprehension; yet minded not the knell, 
 
 When her last prophet came her Temple's ruin to 
 tell. 
 
 v. 
 
 But not a weather-seer a telegram 
 
 Of storm now sent, but all was still and calm : 
 
 Nor need the saints a warder to proclaim 
 The imminence of danger, and alarm 
 Friendly disciples, and the nations arm. 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH, 185 
 
 Ah ! can it be where brother masons dwell 
 
 The burglar strife can enter peace to harm ! 
 In God's own presence e'en the angels fell, 
 Who could to carnal flesh then ring the tocsin bell ? 
 
 VI. 
 
 The sun that giveth alms of heat and light; 
 
 The planets, moons, and comets, stars, and skies 
 Are marvels beyond feeble words to write; 
 
 More wondrous are the hidden mysteries 
 
 Of life and death, and why existence is! 
 But use disowns the marvelous. Israel saw 
 
 The wilderness with daily manna freeze, 
 Yet looked not on it long with serious awe ; 
 The guiding cloud and fire were merely natural law ! 
 
 VII. 
 
 So now men question Sanctitude, unmoved, 
 And on the face of Virtue freely gaze, 
 
 Inviolably glorious, unreproved, 
 
 And unabashed with fear or with amaze, 
 As if celestial Grace had been always 
 
 A flower fossilized. While those who were 
 Living in reindeer fiords and narwhal bays, 
 
 In scorpion sands and snaky syrtes, where 
 
 The Locust King had reigned, his hated power 
 forswear, 
 
 VIII. 
 
 "What right have gnomes and fetches us to rule ? 
 
 What need have we of warlocks to come down 
 From other spheres, on earth to set up school, 
 
 And teach us magic? Why should we Christ own 
 
185 TIME AND ETERNITY, 
 
 Our master ? why respect each crazy clown ? 
 We too ambitious are and quite as fit, 
 
 As his apostle dolts, to wear a crown, 
 And hold a sceptre, and on thrones to sit, 
 And nations just as well might kneel before our feet." 
 
 IX. 
 
 Such was the language of their discontent 
 And disobedience, when in Hell awoke 
 
 Satan from sleep, and found his shackles rent, 
 And the bars bolted of his prison broke : 
 Astonished, he recoiled, as if a stroke 
 
 Of lightning hurled had pierced his gnarled heart: 
 " Is it a dream ? " Thus the arch-fiend spoke; 
 
 " These are the rivet links, now torn apart, 
 
 That pinioned tight my limbs in knotted meshes 
 swart." 
 
 " This chain of triple adamant, red hot, 
 That charred my vitals, eating to my heart 
 
 With pain insufferable, that incessant shot 
 Through every nerve, and muzzled every part, 
 With death benumbed. But what this body's smart 
 
 To the sore rankling in my envious soul ? 
 There sharper than the sharpest tortures dart 
 
 The stings of shame, which I must passive thole; 
 
 For thought of Heaven lost is Hell's most poignant 
 dole." 
 
 XI. 
 
 " Yet in my slumber felt I not a touch, 
 Nor heard the slightest syllable of sound 
 
DES TR UC TION OF THE EAR TH. 187 
 
 Were this but true, and could my senses vouch 
 My fancies do not cheat me: yet around 
 The fires have slackened in the deep profound, 
 
 And the redundant rollers ceased to swell: 
 And now that manacles are no more bound 
 
 Around me, here no longer will I dwell, 
 
 But wend my way to earth, to make that earth a Hell." 
 
 XII. 
 
 "To me, exiled from Paradise, remains 
 
 This comfort in affliction to destroy! 
 And man a partner in my dolorous pains 
 
 To circumvent with hopes that are a lie, 
 
 And his alliance with deceit to buy : 
 Urged on by desperate hate and envy of Heaven, 
 
 And scorn of earth, my compensating joy 
 Is to work so it may to ruin be driven: 
 Nor let Him blame the deed by whom the cause is 
 given." 
 
 XIII. 
 
 " Never was seen the tide so calm before; 
 
 The smoke throws shadows on it, and the ghosts, 
 That on their chariot clouds of meteors soar, 
 
 Reflected are, as night's bespangled hosts 
 
 On the still lakes of earth. Scarce do the coasts 
 Appear the same, these cliffs of granite rocks 
 
 Which sleep in fire, that sinuous shore that boasts 
 Its reefs basaltic, where no sea-bird flocks, 
 Nor shell nor sea-weed 's thrown by the surf's drum- 
 bling shocks." 
 
1 88 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 " For nothing lives within that sea beneath: 
 But millions live on earth to be my prey, 
 
 Serpentine spirits with immortal breath, 
 
 Whose brows shall thorns instead of crowns array, 
 Whom guile shall tempt to sin, and death dismay. 
 
 And Thou, who sittest on Thy Throne on High, 
 Beyond the confines of the light of day, 
 
 In solitary bliss and majesty, 
 
 Not unrequited will I pass thy malice by." 
 
 xv. 
 
 So spake the Hell-spite, by obdurate wrath 
 
 Inflamed, and inextinguishable hate, 
 That sought the glory of the saints to scath, 
 
 And on the wreck of Christendom create 
 
 His own dominion; but so had not fate 
 That bill endorsed. Then with a sullen scowl 
 
 He gazed around on regions desolate, 
 On swamps, and bogs, and tarns, black, fetid, foul, 
 And shook his spinous wings, and whooped with 
 angry howl. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 The sound reverberated through the abyss, 
 
 From peaks and crags, deep antres, and dark caves, 
 
 Bellowing like thunder, when the red bolts hiss 
 Over the wind-swept cape, and the storm raves, 
 And wakes the ghosts that sleep in church - yard 
 graves. 
 
 The demons startle up, and forward rush 
 
 To where their chief his arm in triumph waves, 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. 189 
 
 And as they scramble on, their pinions brush 
 The swirling flames and smoke, and crouching phan- 
 toms crush. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 " The gates of Hades, shut a thousand years, 
 Are open. Will ye here supine remain, 
 
 A prey to eleemosynary fears, 
 
 Or will ye dare to strike a blow to gain 
 Your pristine honor, and your lost domain ? 
 
 Better in arms forever to contend, 
 
 Though vanquished, and in misery and pain, 
 
 Than here, divorced from joy, pernicious spend 
 
 A vile existence, without hope, and without end.' 7 
 
 xvm. 
 " The way is easy, though the voyage far, 
 
 To those who are determined to be free; 
 Guiding our steps assured from star to star, 
 
 Through the illimitable profundity, 
 
 We soon will at the solar empire be, 
 Where the 'earth is, where pride again and hate 
 
 Excite'intemperate men. Past that blue sea 
 Where worlds innumerous sail with living freight, 
 Our course is, where the orbs most thickly culminate." 
 
 "Again with swarms of vipers has been sowed 
 Their fated soil broadcast; and 'tis my right 
 
 To reap the crop. Hostility I've vowed, 
 Irreconcilable, inalterable spite 
 Against this race abhorred, to sons of light 
 
TIME ASD ETERNITY. 
 
 Preferred thiuugh envy of oar godlike powers, 
 
 ar of oar opposing might, 
 pat forth his band to pluck at flowers, 
 And grasp bat thorns, and Meed bH time's expiring 
 
 * We wait thy wffl to lead 05 thither," cried 
 
 Kifigal, neice god of sanguinarv war: 
 O, who a moment would in Hefl abide, 
 
 When its huge postern gaping stands ajar, 
 
 Inviting erit to die fields afar 
 In space diffuse. Indifferent to oar (ate, 
 
 Let as be gone, lest Heaven oar egress bar; 
 Worse cannot tall than we hare known of late, 
 Unless our Tvrant choose as to annihilate" 
 
 xn. 
 
 "And that would scarce be worse than we hare borne, 
 
 "-"-"-*-:-.-; ;:. ~_.',r.:.: --.'.:^ .'..'.<..-.. 
 The hoar perhaps will come when we shall scorn 
 
 Submission to His proud, imperioos mood, 
 
 And rite His Kingdom to the soiitnde 
 And wretchedness prefacing here, the lot 
 
 Hi* wrath assigned as lor oar former feod: 
 dorioas the strife, thoa^i Tainlr then we fought! 
 Perhaps with more success we now mar strive and 
 
 XHL 
 
 The rebel synod loud defiance burled, 
 
 And braggart taunts, so much the retrospect 
 Of their imprisonment in their crude world 
 
DESTKVCTION OF TOE EJOLTH, : 
 
 Of shadows feted them, while they Hide recked 
 That their boWenttfp^c be irtalwrected; 
 
 And they could not their doom reversed expect. 
 Alms the enfeebled breath of sbwes to breads 
 
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 (O SOO*S HQiOBC UDBUDL nBUDCOHHC U^SttDL 
 
 .--o : .:"-.? :: :-.i:? -;:. : >::v.e -;_>: : .-: :-. .--: : .: 
 From ool the 
 
 Fearing lest they m^ht widess be ensnued. 
 And wheel in sadden jeits, and eerie dut 
 With shrieks into the air; so now depart 
 The derifts from the doleful mews of Hell, 
 
 ":.-.".-::-. - .;.:>: ::: :";... :V.;-L^-:< f -:~. 
 Their dens of darkness, dashing wild pcflmcU 
 Into the brink profound, mtth a ttemendaas feU. 
 
 scar. 
 
 A shoreless ocean, deep it is. and dreaur, 
 Unvasbed wnh %ht or heat, water or air, 
 
 A spumous slough of horror and of four, 
 A Stygian quicksand, whither they repair, 
 With dreamless steep of sflcDce 
 
 Where all things inteifeed and jumbled are, 
 And no penumbra, but the cone of njgbt 
 Overlaps as wfch a pall the Kfefcss infinite. 
 
 They fly, suspended in die xmwning void, 
 Like slorm-ckiuds driven o'er a larine Steep ; 
 
192 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Now rising, as directed by their guide, 
 Now sinking in the hollow gullies deep, 
 And, thence emerging with fresh vigor, sweep 
 
 The boiling pools, exultant with fierce joy: 
 
 Then their closed phalanx in a wedge they keep 
 
 To pierce the comets thickening in the sky, 
 
 And archipelagos of nebulae on high, 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 And*nucleated orbicles on wings 
 
 Of fire molecular. They scud away 
 
 Where dawn empiric chiaro oscuro flings 
 Through hissing darkness as the ghost of day, 
 Shedding a faint phantasmagorial ray; 
 
 Where waves of chaos dashed to foam appear 
 Luminous, and float as wisps of Milky Way, 
 
 The portico of light, and in the drear 
 
 Avernian gulf are hulled, discomfited with fear. 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 At length, the chief of stellar dignities, 
 
 Sirius they spy, and their checked hopes revive: 
 They spread their flight through pit-falls in the skies, 
 
 And warp their leaden vans, plied hard to arrive 
 
 W^here liverworts and sigillaries live, 
 And iguanodon sprawls on the strand; 
 
 And there against the fucoid green scum strive, 
 That threats to founder and englut their band, 
 And wheresoe'er they go, sackcloth enswathes the 
 land. 
 
DES TR UC TION OF 7 HE EAR Til. 1 93 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 They pass, grim spectres, as from shore to sea 
 On earth the shadows of eclipses stretch, 
 
 And hood the cope of the infinity 
 
 With apparitions, such as fright the wretch, 
 Who hears the banshee cry, and sees his fetch 
 
 Stand on the skirts of dread immensities, 
 And shuddering looks into the mist, to catch 
 
 A glimpse of what awaits him in the skies, 
 
 Where awful secrets midst mysterious glories rise. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 They leave the constellations on their way, 
 
 And the verge of our astral cluster gain, 
 Whence they the harl of dim cloud-worlds survey, 
 
 Plutonic chaos, the Neptunian main, 
 
 And Jove's Olympus; where Heaven's nomades rein 
 Their steeds of fire, as on they thundering pace 
 
 To some expiring sun, to light again 
 Its flickering taper; thence away to race 
 Past planets and their moons, where thought is lost 
 in space. 
 
 The splinters they descry of that wrecked world, 
 The lame and crippled Vulcan of the skies, 
 
 For some dark crime unnamed to ruin hurled, 
 A waif of sin, that floating fire-logged lies 
 Death's beacon buoy, as through the sea it flies 
 
 Of solar waves magnetic, earth's own dear 
 
 Brother of love ! Oh ! man, lift up thine eyes ! 
 
 Behold the wandering Hell of thine own sphere! 
 
 A little while, and then the fate which thou dost fear ! 
 
194 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Now they approach the looming coasts of earth, 
 
 And view the continents of hail and snow, 
 The caves of storms and chambers of the north; 
 
 The aerial gardens where the hoar-frosts grow, 
 
 And into crystal inflorescense blow 
 From buds of dew; the arsenals of thunder, 
 
 Where the hot lightnings in the red forge glow 
 Of clouds electric; and the rainbow's wonder, 
 Where water globules light in magic colors sunder. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 As a flock falls of shattered aerolites, 
 Shot by the Archer of November skies; 
 
 So on the earth the grisly menace lights 
 
 With whirring clang, as when a hailstorm flies: 
 Tornado squalls and hurricanes arise, 
 
 And sweep the rocks from off the Aleutian isles, 
 And snap the iceberg loose from where it lies, 
 
 Bridging the land and water many miles, 
 
 And drive to Californian shores the mountain piles. 
 
 Instant they drop upon a level plain, 
 
 A via dolorosa, where extend 
 Long leagues of downs, a pastoral champaign, 
 
 And over billowy seas of grasses bend 
 
 Their steps, and over bushes without end, 
 Trampling the prickly acanthus and the briar 
 
 Till the ground sinks beneath the path they trend 
 And torrifies beneath their tread the mire, 
 A pestilence that walks through flood, and fell, and 
 fire. 
 
DES TR UC TION OF THE EAR TH. 1 95 
 
 xxxiv. 
 As in the ancient world the mastodon 
 
 And megatherium roamed the solitudes 
 Of cycas glades, and monsters preyed upon 
 
 The giraffe and the elk, and constant feuds 
 
 Prevailed with fury in the queachy woods; 
 So now the fear of death with anguish shakes 
 
 Again each creature of the multitudes 
 Existent on the earth, and pains and aches 
 Fly from Pandora's box, whose shut lid Satan breaks. 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 Astonished were the Powers of Evil when 
 They saw the denizens this globe contained, 
 
 The peerless spirits and the princely men, 
 
 The manna and the quails that on them rained, 
 The light of Heaven's sun, by crime unstained, 
 
 The rich oblation of the grateful prayer, 
 
 The growth of knowledge of God's mercy gained, 
 
 The poetry of beauty everywhere, 
 
 And secrets of rapt song that lips of pen declare. 
 
 xxxvi. 
 
 " O spectacle magnificent! " exclaimed 
 The arch imposter. " Millions here adore 
 
 The man-god, by the great Adonai named 
 His Vicar, and the Viceroy of His power, 
 On whom infatuate fools delight to shower 
 
 Mitres and crowns of glory, while I pine 
 In irksome wretchedness and envy sore; 
 
 For this Millennial Sovereignty divine, 
 
 With all its principalities, should have been mine." 
 
1 96 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 "And I am left neglected and despised; 
 
 No lavish promise now is pledged for aid 
 At my confessional, nor am I advised 
 
 Of sins in embryo^ nor are blood-dues paid 
 
 My idol, nor are votive altars made 
 To deprecate the wrath of my dread name : 
 
 Yet was I once of seraphim the head, 
 And dared contend with internecine flame 
 'Gainst His supremacy, jealous of His high fame/' 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 " Who was the Victor; but not all victorious, 
 
 For I seized from Him half of His estate, 
 And with Him shared an empire not inglorious; 
 
 Since, where ruled His love, there still reigned my 
 hate, 
 
 Until the hour when he willed to create 
 This Kingdom of His Saints, this Eden new: 
 
 Shall I resign me to the ignoble fate 
 To fly from this usurper and His crew, 
 And yield -up all to them, or else the fight renew ? " 
 
 xxxix. 
 " Then war I'll wage, and rich will be the prize 
 
 To him who conquers of all orbs the best, 
 The Arcady most ornate in the skies, 
 
 Of peace, and grace, and love, and joy possessed, 
 
 And linked with Heaven, its satellite confessed; 
 Where dwell assemblies of distempered men, 
 
 Some coveting preposterous to be drest 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. 197 
 
 In budge authority, and power attain; 
 
 Others that they may gold, the soul of matter gain." 
 
 XL. 
 " Since purged by drastic hellebore of war, 
 
 They've lived in health robust a thousand years; 
 But Mammon has become the guiding star 
 
 To this Millennium: no more justice fears, 
 
 By bribes hoodwinked, to be what he appears, 
 Stock-jobbing Croesus openly to tell 
 
 How he defrauded; nor the priest forbears/ 
 Turned auctioneer, his tawdry pews to sell, 
 Nor pious author shrinks from gossip lipped in hell." 
 
 XLI. 
 " For sake of Chemosh wives of bourgeois kill 
 
 Their seed ere they had come to natural birth, 
 Assisted by some purse-paid leech's skill. 
 
 The womb become their church -yard ere brought 
 forth; 
 
 The blood of innocents again stains earth, 
 Their smothered cries in depths of Hell are heard, 
 
 And these excite contempt, but scarcely mirth; 
 No puma ever yet her cubs abhorred, 
 The only monster is this world's voluptuous lord." 
 
 XLII. 
 
 " While concupiscent Eve her offspring spurns, 
 The ore and walrus draw their dugs to give 
 
 Suck to their calves; worse than the ostrich turns 
 Woman who would be angel ! yet who live 
 And children nurse with care that they may thrive, 
 
198 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 But rear them to be hirelings to the great. 
 
 Uxorious prodigal, sore shalt thou grieve ! 
 Go, blind as instinct, love and propagate ! 
 Thy son shall pass through fire to gild some Moloch's 
 state!" 
 
 XLIII. 
 So mused the Apostate, cogitating ill : 
 
 But now he had arrived at Samarcand, 
 With his associate demons, who soon fill 
 
 The palaces and temples of the land, 
 
 And urge the factious people to withstand 
 The autocratic rule of the Messiah, 
 
 His arbitrary law and stern command, 
 To assail his Camp of Love with flame and fire, 
 And drive him with his saints back to his doating sire. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 " This priest is too exacting in his calls 
 
 For dues, far too extortionate to pay, 
 The journey tedious to these festivals 
 
 And raree-shows; and why should Salem sway 
 
 The councils of your capital, and play 
 The patron hated ? With our master's aid, 
 
 If ye will but his orders just obey, 
 Ye may this Agapcemene invade, 
 And the meek cushat's nest shall be in ashes laid." 
 
 XLV. 
 " The glory of the kingdoms of the world, 
 
 Once offered to this supercilious king, 
 He offers to you, when ye shall have hurled 
 
 From his proud seat this maminet, to whom bring 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. 199 
 
 Princes their tribute, and his praises sing 
 With sycophantic zeal. Then think what ye 
 
 May then become, and how the world will ring 
 With your exploits when they your triumph see; 
 How Hell, with wild acclaim, will greet your victory." 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 The brooding discontent in fury burst, 
 Vented in mutinous maledictions loud, 
 
 Pillage and civil discord, and the worst 
 Indignities were offered, and a shroud, 
 Surmounted by a skull, was by the crowd 
 
 Hoisted upon the palace of the state; 
 Whose chief was forced to fly, too firm and proud 
 
 To yield to threats, or fear their frantic hate, 
 
 Too true their godless treason to propitiate. 
 
 XLVII. 
 At the head of this reinforcement, formed 
 
 Of states revolted, fit compeers of Hell, 
 And with Hell's powers, by sorcery transformed 
 
 To beasts ferocious, shagged with hairy fell, 
 
 Or scaly reptiles in their braided shell; 
 The tiger that on flesh its hunger slakes, 
 
 The vulture that can death and carrion smell, 
 Colossal vampires, wolves, and sharks, and snakes, 
 The foe of God and man the road to Zion takes. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 Winged as an ospray, Beelzebub appears 
 
 Astride a fire-maned dragon's bristling back, 
 That furious blazes as his crest he rears; 
 ii 
 
200 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 On a huge hirsute amphisbaena, black 
 With deadly venom, in a whirlwind's track 
 Rides the fell hate of Moloch, couching spear, 
 
 And jousting at the phantoms in the rack; 
 Thammuz and Dagon and the rest career 
 On horned hippogriffes, and scour through creek and 
 mere : 
 
 XLIX. 
 
 And there are men bull-headed, brute and wild, 
 
 Lions man-faced, the ogre Minotaur, 
 Who sniffs the fresh blood of the new-born child 
 
 As perfume, Gorgons striking stony awe, 
 
 Harpies with fouling snout and greedy claw, 
 Hydras, Chimseras, Sphinxes, goblins, ghouls, 
 
 More fierce than ever lunes of madness saw, 
 Scorpions and pythons, hybrid fish and fowls; 
 And all these monstrous shapes possess demoniac 
 souls. 
 
 L. 
 
 There was the dread of Demogorgon's name, 
 
 Like to a rumor of prophetic woe, 
 An apprehensive sense of ruin and shame, 
 
 As from a lipless mouth the mutters flow 
 
 In silent curses, with an unseen blow: 
 Impalpable as is a gust of wind, 
 
 He marches in the front, man's mortal foe 
 The energumen that strikes with panic blind 
 A fury to the heart, fate to the fearful mind. 
 
 LI. 
 
 And there was Sin, who like a woman smiled 
 With laughter-loving orbs, flames in disguise, 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. 201 
 
 That with the serpent's fascination killed : 
 
 Twin stars, that seemed the watchers of the skies, 
 But were Death's keepers; tongue that dropped 
 with lies, 
 
 The tinkling lure of the false syren's lyre, 
 
 A voice that compassed Heaven's symphonies, 
 
 And yet the sharpest pipe in all Hell's choir; 
 
 No creature formed of flesh, but fashioned out of fire. 
 
 LIT. 
 But Satan paramount towers over all, 
 
 His countenance the human face divine, 
 Instinct with scorn, and hate, and envious gall; 
 
 Yet on his brow deep thoughts the furrows line, 
 
 With dark misgivings and distrust malign; 
 Mounted on Death's pale charger, while around 
 
 The air is thick with Lemurs, line on line 
 Soaring aloft, and shimmering the ground, 
 Till heaves the moon eclipsed, tempested by the 
 sound. 
 
 Lin. 
 
 Terrific, hideous, horrid was the steed, 
 Of form voluminous, as a cloud distent 
 
 With hail, when driven by the north wind's speed; 
 Champing the bit, from off his withers bent 
 He shook black atrophy, his nostrils sent 
 
 Agues that waste the flesh to atomies, 
 
 And pustules raise that heart and rein torment: 
 
 His roar was like a battle's hosting cries, 
 
 Or thousand ghosts that shriek along the thundering 
 skies. 
 
202 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 The turf by their tread plowed and harrowed, rose 
 
 In ridges sluiced with fire, the flexile air, 
 Fanned by the furnace blast of pinions, glows 
 
 With incandescent pillars; everywhere 
 
 Is heard a rattle, or is seen a glare; 
 Voices are heard that to each other shout, 
 
 Beneath the earth, .whence hollow threatenings 
 
 blare ; 
 
 Forests and rocks are crushed along their route, 
 And bays, and sounds, and loughs evaporate in 
 drought. 
 
 LV. 
 Where'er they pass the soil with smudgy smoke 
 
 Reeks as a kiln, or as a blasted moor 
 Is seared by noxious fumes that verdure choke ; 
 
 They onward move, portending death before 
 
 And leaving plagues behind; down swift they pour, 
 As alpine avalanches crashing fall; 
 
 And up they scale the braes, as drives the frore 
 Snow-storm against a rugged pinnacle, 
 And with their iron tramp crevice the rocky wall. 
 
 The beauty of Zion looms before their eyes, 
 With her empyreal Temple, and her towers 
 
 Resplendent, battlements, spires, balconies, 
 And cupolas, o'er which a halo lowers 
 An orbed glory, steeped in rainbow showers: 
 
 The camp is quiet; no preparations mar 
 
 The sweet repose that reigns, no banded powers 
 
DESTR UC TION OF THE EAR TH. 203 
 
 Embattled, are drawn up the impending war 
 To combat, for the saints in Jesus trustful are. 
 
 LVII. 
 He leads a retinue of priests within 
 
 The Holy Tabernacle to pray to God; 
 For well he knows the irate Lord of Sin 
 
 Will now be punished by his Father's rod, 
 
 And Death beneath the heel of Glory trod: 
 The word was spoke a thousand years before, 
 
 And ratified as law by Jao's nod. 
 That men should learn the arts of war no more, 
 But peace should rule from shore to antipodean 
 shore. 
 
 LVIII. 
 
 The crests and shoulders of the mountains beam 
 With trains of glinting spear and fiery lance, 
 
 And corslets, shields, and casques and morions gleam 
 As the slant rays of dawn upon them glance : 
 Files upon files of rebel troops advance 
 
 In lines and squares on foot, and form the van, 
 Ranks upon ranks of foaming coursers prance, 
 
 Ensigns and gonfalons the breezes fan, 
 
 And plume and panoply equip beast, fiend, and man. 
 
 LIX. 
 
 The Hallucinated now on chariot borne, 
 Inflames with passion as a setting sun, 
 
 With storms distent; by teams of griffins drawn, 
 He grows in space terrific, with a crown 
 Of starry grandeur decked, a zodiac's zone 
 
204 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 That turbans darkness; arrogant and vain 
 He looks, and sneers disdainfully upon 
 The fellowship of peace, angels and men 
 Who, heedless of his rage, forbearance calm maintain. 
 
 LX. 
 
 Yet sad he seems at times, mistrustful tried 
 
 By penitential awe; his lordly lips 
 Are then with pallid hues of terror dyed : 
 
 As the moon in an annular eclipse, 
 
 When in the garish orb her disk she dips, 
 Shows a black visor, with a cusp around; 
 
 So round his head a luminous circle clips 
 His temples, with his jeweled mitre bound, 
 But down his face is turned, a shadow to, the ground. 
 
 LXI. 
 
 Standing upon his car, with finger pointed 
 Towards Jerusalem, with vapid pride 
 
 Uplifted militant against the anointed 
 Melchizedec, thus to his host he cried, 
 And thus the power of Heaven and earth defied: 
 
 " There is a god, omnipotent to save, 
 Almighty to coerce, who seeks to hide 
 
 When dangers threaten, in the Temple's cave, 
 
 Too meek and timid grown to gird on thigh his 
 glaive ! " 
 
 LXII. 
 
 " The prize is ours! See how the seraphs sneak 
 From our resentment! They have gone to prayers: 
 
 To whine for help, afraid a lance to break, 
 
 Lcs': they te grshed and gored: far other cares, 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. 205 
 
 . To fatten sleek on singing psalms are theirs, 
 Than the hard blows of rude contending war. 
 
 The sight of blood the maudlin martyr scares, 
 The saint precise and prim a wound might mar, 
 And sanctimonious looks be spoiled by a foul scar." 
 
 LXIII. 
 "And shall I to this driveling weakness bend 
 
 A suppliant knee, and fawn, and sue for grace ? 
 To his humility for pardon send, 
 
 And with an abject, hypocritic face, 
 
 Cry mercy ? No, but to my chariot's trace 
 I will attach this nonpareil, and drive 
 
 Him, urged precipitant by whips to race 
 Over the ruins of his own drone hive; 
 This right hand is the god by which I mean to thrive/' 7 
 
 LXIV. 
 
 That instant from the Heavens a shaft of fire, 
 By awful vengeance thrown, the lofty brow 
 
 Of the Aspirer struck, and sheared a dire 
 Chasm hideous, hurling to the depths below 
 Him shrieking, quivering, writhing from the blow: 
 
 Down from the Hill of Evil Council cast, 
 
 He fell, the fractured clouds careering through, 
 
 Through sideral storms maleficent aghast, 
 
 And sunk through chaos back to native Hell at last. 
 
 LXV. 
 
 Ten thousand linked thunderbolts are sent 
 In rapid volleys from the zenith's cope, 
 And, flashing through the whirlwinds turbulent, 
 
206 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 With ravage on the land and waters drop, 
 Scattering huge rocks, wrenched from the hills, noi 
 
 stop 
 Their havoc there; but chains of mountains rend, 
 
 And their firm granite-banked foundations ope 
 And the thick lodes of metal tilt and bend, 
 And toss the molten ore in showers without end. 
 
 LXVI. 
 The lakes of pitch and bitumen ignite, 
 
 And beds of nitre fulminate in flame; 
 The oceans boil, and as their billows light 
 
 On heated shelves and reefs, they burst in steam 
 
 Explosive, with a subterranean scream 
 From lacerated scars, and shivered peaks, 
 
 And shattered promontories, with wood and stream 
 Still hanging pendant, and the splintered wrecks 
 To atoms are calcined, and earth asunder breaks. 
 
 LXVII. 
 In the uproarious, black profundity, 
 
 A grave to swallow up the universe, 
 Glares the carbuncle of the sun's red eye, 
 
 A funeral torch to light dead nature's hearse, 
 
 Waved by fell Hecate with demoniac curse; 
 The spectral condor, swooping in the sky, 
 
 Drops ruffled and convulsed, a stiffened corpse; 
 Yet even then in frantic agony 
 
 Mothers their sucklings sought to snatch and blindly 
 fly. 
 
 LXV1II. 
 
 Then detonating flames of hydrogen 
 
 Shot from the day-god's mouth, and with a tongue 
 
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 DES TR UC TION OF THE EAR TH. 207 
 
 Licked up the comet's phosphorescent train, 
 
 And Jove's four moons, and Saturn's rings that hung 
 Suspended in a silver girdle strung 
 
 Round the old sky-king's waist, till Neptune's car, 
 Driving the asteroids of worlds among, 
 
 Glows on the rim of solar space, a phare 
 
 Warning of danger to each nether nebulous star. 
 
 LXIX. 
 
 The cerement of the night, that was to know 
 No dawning morrow, folded with her pall 
 
 The moon and stars extinguished. Woe, woe, woe 
 To earth's inhabitants! from Heaven's hall 
 The golden lamps and silver cressets fall; 
 
 And the orb " Wormwood" ruins with a flood 
 That curdles wells and fountains into gall, 
 
 And rivulets to ooze of gory mud 
 
 Horror on horrors worse! the very air is blood! 
 
 LXX. 
 Then an archangel, robed in light, descends 
 
 On doom's-day mission, with a dark, dead star 
 Incoronate, to announce that time now ends, 
 
 And peals the sonorous metal that afar 
 
 Alarum blares, where'er the living are, 
 Or the defunct are buried, echoing round, 
 
 Deafening the din of elemental war: 
 The requiem, as an earthquake, cracks the ground, 
 And seas are lifted up, and vanish at the sound, 
 
 LXXI. 
 
 Stunned and. aghast, the living senseless gaze, 
 Mute and immovable, paralyzed with fear: 
 
208 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And as they stand with anguish of amaze 
 Impetrified, the igneous atmosphere 
 Infolds them, conscious in a deathless bier: 
 
 They feel as if from out their frames the blood 
 Is trickling, while their flesh to essence clear 
 
 Is transubstantiating, and endued 
 
 With spirit only as their bodies are renewed. 
 
 LXXII. 
 With rattling rustle of unnumbered wings, 
 
 Mid lamentations and loud clamor, Time, 
 The infanticidal mother of all things, 
 
 Rolling in convoluted folds sublime 
 
 Her form Protean, shadowy now and dim, 
 Sails from the earth away to other spheres, 
 
 The starry steps of firmaments to climb, 
 To where a point of light in space appears, 
 The foetus of an orb just born, and thither steers. 
 
 LXXIII. 
 
 What morn is this that breaks upon my night ? 
 
 My sleeping dust wakes at the clarion's sound, 
 And, eyeless though it be, is dowered with sight; 
 
 I feel a tremor creep along the ground, 
 
 In fibres of pellucid ether bound, 
 And mold itself to shape, and start to life, 
 
 Essential spirit; while the worms around 
 Burrow in darkness, frighted by the strife 
 And coil of struggling clods, with new existence rife. 
 
 LXXIV. 
 
 My soul mounts Nature as my Throne; I tread 
 On air and light, till of myself a part 
 
DES TR UC TION OF THE EAR TH. 209 
 
 Seems the whole hemisphere above my head; 
 I feel the hidden God within my heart, 
 And smile at fate; for hence can never part 
 
 Death or his Shade the spark divine in me; 
 The sun by day can smite no more, nor smart 
 
 The moon by night; but, though from terror free, 
 
 As trembles fear, so pants my dread felicity ! 
 
 LXXV. 
 
 What day is this that breaks upon my night ? 
 
 The graves are opened, and the dead arise 
 Quick, and in organs clad of tissued light, 
 
 No more corruptible; they ride the skies 
 
 Through smoke and embers where their pathway 
 
 lies, 
 
 A host beyond all number numerous; 
 
 Brighter than sunbeams are the liveries 
 Of disembodied souls transpicuous, 
 As through typhoons of flame ascend the righteous. 
 
 LXXVI. 
 
 And not more instantaneously the cloud 
 
 Across its breast the listed colored zone 
 Of Peace invests, and doffs its sable shroud, 
 
 Than they their metamorphic weeds put on; 
 
 Nor yet more quickly doth on Lebanon, 
 Hid in the cavern tenebrous of night, 
 
 Peer o'er its highest pinnacle the sun, 
 And flood the fields with golden waves of light, 
 Than bursts the Throne of God on their astonished 
 sight! 
 
210 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXXVII. 
 
 But loom the wicked through the lurid haze, 
 
 As meteors ominous of deathly hue, 
 Or sickly stars, that scarce through fogs can gaze. 
 
 Sodden with sin, soaked in the dye of rue, 
 
 As Hell beneath wide opening they view; 
 Yet dart they upward, though against their will, 
 
 Through sulphurous hail, and rattling thunder 
 
 through; 
 
 Despair, remorse, and fear their senses fill, 
 And horrors worse than Hell their souls with anguish 
 thrill. 
 
 LXXVIII. 
 
 Pagods and palaces then tottering fell, 
 
 And crumbled into puffs of dust away; 
 The pyramid, that stood a sentinel 
 
 Of other ages, whence he might survey 
 
 The generations of mankind decay, 
 As solid as the earth's own granite base, 
 
 Down toppled in a cloud of grimy spray 
 And jets of cinders; and simooms efface 
 The cities and the towns where hive the human race. 
 
 LXXIX. 
 
 The immensity of waters roaring swell 
 
 With turbid inundations to the sky, 
 That fumes with the dilated briny Hell, 
 
 As the blue serpents of the lightning fly 
 
 Through torrents and through waterspouts on high : 
 The forests reek, singed and charred Acherons, 
 
 Rivers dry up their beds, rocks liquify, 
 
DE S TR UC TION OF THE EAR TH, 211 
 
 And flow in vitreous pools, and shuddering groans 
 The continent with pangs, and trembles in her bones. 
 
 LXXX. 
 The palm uplifts a crown of scorched leaves; 
 
 The lily folds her petals to her breast, 
 Fair virgin nun, and for her May prime grieves, 
 
 In a sarcophagus of flames to rest, 
 
 By the soft hand of morn no more caressed; 
 A holocaust of beeves burns the green meadow, 
 
 A hecatomb wild beasts and birds unblest; 
 Life flies from earth as flies the evening shadow, 
 And Nature dies, an immolated Brahmin widow. 
 
 LXXXI. 
 
 Loud is the screeching of the rushing wind, 
 Terrific are the flaps of the great sheets 
 
 Of conflagration, that to ashes grind 
 
 The Andes and the Alps, whilst pumice sleets 
 Are blown through craters by the tumid heats, 
 
 And scoria sluices run in moraines deep 
 
 Into the dried-up friths, where no tide beats 
 
 Against Typhcean cliffs, but the waves sweep 
 
 In blazing deluge as from isle to isle they leap. 
 
 LXXXII. 
 
 The ice-floes at the polar circle melt 
 Before the circumambient torch of air; 
 
 The glacier-mound combustible has felt 
 The thermal breath, and in the ruddy glare 
 The snow and frost in vapor disappear; 
 
 The elements dissolve, the gases burst, 
 
2 TIME. AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And in dense clouds roll in the atmosphere. 
 Down spout the horrent cataracts accursed, 
 And air and water are in Phlegethon immersed. 
 
 LXXXIII. 
 Hither with terror wild the demons fly, 
 
 O'er hissing sludge eruptive, to avoid 
 The rifted /Etnas raining from the sky; 
 
 Thither behind some standing ridge to hide; 
 
 In vain their hopes in safety to abide : 
 The lightnings find them, and with fury smite 
 
 Unerring, the All-seeing Eye their guide; 
 Transfixed they fall, shorn of their strength and might, 
 And prone and headlong plunge in the abyss of night. 
 
 LXXXIV. 
 In the dread cataclysm, sweating with steam 
 
 From Styx's consuming flood, through the bronzed 
 
 smoke, 
 
 The shades of Gog and Ryno ghastly gleam, 
 From their confinement in their kennels broke, 
 Where them the trumpet of the angel woke: 
 Shrieking they come, afraid of judgment more 
 
 Than of the driving Furies' goading stroke, 
 While past them shuddering the devils pour, 
 Pursued by angel guards, who fire-clouds on them 
 shower. 
 
 LXXXV. 
 As when from out the solar loins this globe 
 
 Was born, a red-hot, cinerated sphere, 
 With dingy vapor for her swaddling robe, 
 
DESTRUCTION OF THE EARTH. 21; 
 
 So now the corpse of the terrene on bier 
 Of bickering flame is in her sepulchre 
 Of soot interred; the boiling aludel 
 
 Froths with the scum of chaos everywhere; 
 Yet not a zephyr curls the molten swell, 
 But silence undisturbed reigns o'er the murky Hell. 
 
 LXXXVI. 
 Dread pomp sublime of horrors without end! 
 
 No sun can bleach her winding sheet of mist, 
 Thick clouds and exhalations, that ascend 
 
 To shroud the skies; nor can the alchemyst 
 
 Tincture the woof with evening amethist; 
 And yet an unseen Builder silent lays 
 
 Strong cofferdams the ruin to resist, 
 And drives huge buttress piles, on which to raise 
 The new Jerusalem, with gold and gems ablaze. 
 
THE LAST JUDGMENT. 
 
 CANTO XI. 
 
 N a white Throne, pavilioned by the skies, 
 In the deep calm of Heaven's blue above 
 Our solar sphere, by lofty sanctities 
 Sutrounded, sat the God of Truth, and Love, 
 And Justice, man and all his deeds to prove, 
 If good or evil: centre of all light, 
 
 And centre of all life, around him move 
 The orreries which else were veiled in night, 
 But with His glory blaze, and chronicle His might. 
 
 ii. 
 
 Through the circumference unending roll 
 Systems of worlds, and to him reverent bow, 
 
 As to 'his call they turn from pole to pole; 
 Clusters of globes that in fire-oceans flow, 
 In sparry dust cycles of suns that glow, 
 
 And orbs that mingle rays of every hue, 
 As in a brotherhood of light they go; 
 
 All hail Him Judge Supreme with homage due, 
 
 Whose Eye alone their labyrinthine works can view 
 
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 III. 
 
 The wonders of the darkness in the deep 
 Unfathomable, and secrets of the abyss, 
 
 Beyond the bounds where trackless comets sweep, 
 Where the chaotic sunless region is, 
 Stand in suspense at coming mysteries; 
 
 With thunder ope the welkin's sapphire doors, 
 And, cataracts of wings and fiery eyes, 
 
 The angelic name on the ethereal floors 
 
 Innumerous rush, Dominions, Virtues, Princedoms 
 Powers. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Legions of sabaoth around the Throne, 
 
 And mitred demigods, armed sword in hand 
 
 Of waving flame, to guard the Holy One, 
 Within the halo of His shadow stand, 
 Dark in the light divine the lustrous band; 
 
 O'er golden harps ten thousand seraphs bend, 
 Pensive and mute, absorbed in wonder grand, 
 
 And lines of white-robed spirits without end 
 
 In ordered rank and file the dread assize attend. 
 
 Below His footstool of refulgent clouds 
 Another seat was raised, upon which sat 
 
 The Assessor of his Father's power, by crowds 
 Encompassed of his saints in solemn state, 
 Pondering the fiat of impending fate 
 
 On anxious myriads of their fellow men: 
 The likeness of the Godhead increate 
 
2i 6 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Sublimes the countenance of the Lamb, once slain, 
 issione 
 chain. 
 
 Commissioned now the might of Hell and Death to 
 
 Upon his head he wears a kingly crown, 
 And his Sire's sceptre with almighty sway 
 
 Holds in his strong right hand, while o'er his throne 
 A curtained canopy of stars display 
 The Southern Cross and fields of Milky Way. 
 
 To him the Records of all life are brought, 
 
 Three ponderous volumes writ with penciled ray 
 
 Of light indelible, that cannot blot, 
 
 Where are inscribed all deeds, all words, and every 
 thought. 
 
 VII. 
 
 Oh! blest is he whose name is in the Book 
 Of Life eternal! He shall pass from death 
 
 To bliss unspeakable, and he shall look 
 
 Straight on the Judge's face, nor fear his breath 
 Comminatory, but his brows enwreath 
 
 With flowers immortal, wove with beams of light; 
 The frontispiece immutable of faith, 
 
 With impress of his conduct blazoned bright, 
 
 He bears hence, with the Morning Star of Glory dight. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Swarming appear before the Judgment Seat 
 Souls, like a cloud of motes sunbeams illume; 
 
 On either side arranged before the great 
 Tribunal, to receive immediate doom, 
 Whether in grief to waste, or joy to bloom; 
 
THE LA ST JUD GHENT. 2 1 7 
 
 The resurrection of the human race, 
 
 Whom earth can hold no more, nor seas inhume, 
 Nor death retain, who in an instant trace 
 The whole of their past lives, each limned before his 
 face. 
 
 Quick as the twinkle of a falcon's eye, 
 
 Their antecedent acts revived again, 
 With omnipresent consciousness they spy 
 
 In visions passing through the nimble brain, 
 
 Raised from the nothingness where they had lain ; 
 A shifting panorama of all scenes 
 
 From infancy to age, where care and pain, 
 And hopes and fears are pictured on the screens, 
 And every good work done, and all accusing sins. 
 
 They live a lifetime in a moment's space; 
 
 And recognize each thought, and word, and deed, 
 And every niotive ken of guilt or grace: 
 
 Before their view the ghosts of crimes proceed 
 
 In sad procession, and no prompter need 
 To tell their names; for there a spot is seen 
 
 Obtrusive, that appears with fire to bleed, 
 Each damning carnal trespass, which can clean 
 Repentance only unless Heaven's mercy intervene. 
 
 XI. 
 
 Those smile with peace, these frown with grim 
 
 despair, 
 Lugubrious; all are portraits of their deeds: 
 
218 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Adam, and his whole progeny, are there; 
 Each generation, as the one succeeds 
 The ancestral generation that precedes; 
 
 The giants who had lived before the Flood, 
 The tribes of patriarchs after, human seeds 
 
 Sown in the earth, that brought forth flesh and blood, 
 
 Till thick as blades of grass grew up the multitude: 
 
 XII. 
 
 The nations who had founded states renowned, 
 
 The populace of cities passed away, 
 Since ages unremembered, but now found; 
 
 The inhabitants, dread thought! of our own day; 
 
 Familiar faces, whom we fond survey; 
 Of empires the dry bones and living hives, 
 
 The nomades sparse that in zaharas stray; 
 Who flouts in pride, and who in sorrow grieves 
 Our fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, sons, and 
 wives. 
 
 Here are the forms colossal of the first 
 
 Born of the earth, of massive bone and thew, 
 
 And cliff-like beetling brow, mid mammoths nursed 
 And behemoths; and yet their daughters drew 
 Angels from Paradise their charms to view, 
 
 So sweet and amiable in wanton guiles 
 
 That lure to love: the sons of Heaven flew 
 
 From Heaven's battlements, against their wiles 
 
 Resistless, leaving peace and bliss for woman's 
 smiles. 
 
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 XIV. 
 
 The mythic shape of Nimrod tines confessed, 
 
 Extravagant barbarian, who first sought 
 Empiry over man: his haughty crest 
 
 A plate of gold, with spikes of iron wrought, 
 Encircles; and the sword with which he fought, 
 His titled sceptre, in his nerveless hands 
 
 He grasps in vain, the steel turns into nought: 
 Drained of his strength prodigious, faint he stands, 
 And scowls with huge distress round on the armed 
 bands. 
 
 xv. 
 
 And dynasties of Pharoahs, as a cloud 
 
 With rainbows frushed, trod the translucent floor, 
 Attired in regal garments for a shroud, 
 
 Ablaze with emeralds, and the pshent they bore 
 
 Of double Egypt, but with pride no more; 
 Nor with the spirit of their Parent Sun 
 
 Flamed their souls then, as to the Memphian 
 
 shore 
 
 Their thoughts, sad pilgrims, wandered, and the dun 
 Degraded tribes their craft in priestly kingship won. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 A cerement, interwove of light and shade, 
 Invests the son of Ammon, in whose face 
 
 Dim streaks of glory into darkness fade, 
 Ambition adumbrating princely grace: 
 Why in the hero Satan should we trace ? 
 
 He sowed the earth with wars, and now he reaps 
 The bloody harvest: into vasty space 
 
220 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 He looks across his shoulder, and he sweeps 
 Worlds at a glance, but for their conquest no more 
 weeps. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 As in an autumn fog two ravens loom, 
 
 The rival consuls lower, matched in crime, 
 
 Destroying ministers of angry doom; 
 
 And he who on their ruins aimed to climb 
 To the world's throne, with intellect sublime, 
 
 More shrewd and subtle, polished and refined, 
 As bold and yet more gentle, than whom time 
 
 Brought not a grander genius to mankind, 
 
 Now strives his Nessian toga round his face to bind, 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 To hide his discomposure. Him beside, 
 
 A vile abortion, from his mother's womb 
 Thrust by a nightmare, shrinks the matricide : 
 
 Despair sits on his brow in hearse-like gloom; 
 
 He knows that justly in perdition's tomb 
 His fate is sealed irrevocable, and quakes 
 
 Convulsed, as on the worthless pomp of Rome 
 He thinks, and on himself its shame, then wakes 
 From horrid dreams to worse that on his senses breaks, 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Then leaps his frightened heart against his side ? 
 To escape the moxa torch of burning thought; 
 
 Unutterably forlorn, one moan he sighed, 
 And saw the pool of blood he had in sport 
 So wanton shed, and with the vision fought 
 
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 In vain; down on his throat his head declined, 
 
 And torpid fell his hand, yet twitching wrought, 
 As if at spectres clutching in the wind; 
 And thousand deaths and furies seized his wretched 
 mind. 
 
 But mid the saints elect there Alfred stood, 
 
 Entranced in bliss, of Albion's kings the best, 
 The pious, learned, and the only good, 
 
 Of tender heart and soul devout possessed, 
 
 A hero sanctified, a scholar blest: 
 And near is Blanche of Castile, Gallia's queen, 
 
 Her people's mother, now a queen confessed 
 Among the brides of Heaven, with gentle mien 
 The spectacle regarding, calm, sedate, serene. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 Yet oft her stolen glance is cast upon 
 An angel face beside her, who had been 
 
 Her soul of life on earth, her dear loved son, 
 Now splendent with the pure and dazzling sheen 
 Of beauty where the prime of youth is green 
 
 In Spring immortal: champion of the Cross, 
 Mistaken saint, ill-fated paladin, 
 
 Thy mother's death mourned thy untimely loss, 
 
 A blush of shame thy bliss dashes with just remorse. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Close to them is the sage of Cambalu, 
 
 The first-born of the pundits, who first taught 
 The reverence to law and order due, 
 
222 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And the rude churl, uncouth barbarian, brought 
 To live submissive to the rule of thought: 
 Bland the philanthropist appeared and kind, 
 
 Shrewd the philosopher, austere and haught; 
 He oped the windows of the human mind, 
 And let God's sunshine in to illuminate mankind. 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 Greater than he, with an undaunted gaze, 
 
 The Parsee Prophet proudly scanned the light, 
 
 Where round the Judgment Throne the fiery blaze 
 Enkindled as a sun, and to his sight 
 Ormasdes seemed, the Antagonist of Night: 
 
 The Dorian legislator, whose stern code 
 A race of warriors of heroic might 
 
 Made of his countrymen, with ardor glowed 
 
 As he surveyed the ranks where marshaled angels rode : 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 And Numa, too, was there, whose mind, the seat 
 
 Of peaceful thoughts, loved to frequent the shade 
 Of the cool grotto, where Egeria sweet, 
 
 No simulacre of a mortal maid, 
 
 Nor creature spun of meagre nothing's braid, 
 But Wisdom's Heavenly Muse, in ethic hymn 
 
 Of man conversed, and social lore conveyed, 
 Communed of Nature, and of God supreme, 
 And of Religion, which is God that dwells in him. 
 
 XXV. 
 
 In the wide chancel of the marble air 
 
 The court is held, and ghosts in ranks are spread 
 
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 Thick on the cloud-swept hall, and everywhere 
 A hedge of lightning flanks the risen dead, 
 And thunders mutter vengeance overhead : 
 
 Around are sentries, who the circuit pace 
 
 On watchful guard; and farther, zodiacs tread 
 
 The longitudes interminable that trace 
 
 The future, as they stretch their line through azure 
 space. 
 
 The thought appals me ! scarce I dare proceed 
 To paint the anguish and the horror dire, 
 
 The wild remorse, perhaps for one sole deed 
 Left unatoned, as wreathes in coiling spire 
 Around the spirit's heart the worm of fire, 
 
 That never dies, but burns as it consumes; 
 Now but a spark that chafes to kindle higher, 
 
 And flame, but till the final sentence dooms 
 
 The wretch to pangs of Hell it scarce a flash illumes. 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 As blazing wide the skirts of glory roll 
 Before a rushing whirlwind, loud is heard 
 
 A mighty voice, that to the guilty soul 
 Speaks thunderbolts in every awful word: 
 " Son of my love! to whom I have transferred 
 
 My empire o'er revivified mankind, 
 
 And on whom all dominion I've conferred 
 
 To bind in Heaven, and in Hell to bind, 
 
 As justice shall or mercy sway thy righteous mind;" 
 12 
 
224 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 "Sole upright found of all the sons of men! 
 
 For thou wert flesh, and frailty once didst know, 
 Yet ne'er succumbed to sin, nor swerved to pain ; 
 
 And, though severely afflicted, did'st not show 
 
 A fainting heart, but with thy sainted brow 
 Uplifted in thy dying agony, 
 
 Forgav'st thy foes, such pity then had'st thou 
 For crime through ignorance, from malice free; 
 Judge now thy fellow creatures in like charily." 
 
 "Since who so fit as thou, who erst hast been 
 As one of them, and felt their troubles sore, 
 
 Their cares oppressive, and misfortunes keen, 
 
 To weigh their actions, and their thoughts explore, 
 Whether the strong enticement were not more 
 
 At fault than was their trespass. Lenient be, 
 Considerate and placable on score 
 
 Of venial misdemeanors, but strictly try 
 
 Lies, slander, guile, theft, murder, and hypocrisy." 
 
 XXX. 
 
 " I have no pleasure in the bad man's death, 
 
 But chasten him that he may grace receive 
 To breathe of empyrean skies the breath, 
 
 And drink the light where souls eternal live; 
 
 And this my last best gift him will I give, 
 And gather to myself all things in One, 
 
 When nothing living shall be found to grieve, 
 But mercy cincture Heaven as a zone, 
 And joy, as fragrant galbanum, salute My Throne." 
 
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 XXXI. 
 
 Thus His command Omnipotence expressed: 
 
 And as the Chancellor of Heaven rose, 
 With meekness bright, the image manifest 
 
 Of Love and Mercy in his countenance glows, 
 
 Yet his similitude with Justice shows; 
 And thus illumined with the traits divine 
 
 Of majesty preeminent, he bows 
 Obedience, pleased. " Whatever will be Thine, 
 To do that sovereign will delighted shall be mine;" 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 "For Thy law's written, Father, on my heart! 
 
 I thank. Thee that Thou so hast magnified 
 Thy Son as to him Thine own power impart 
 
 To judge all flesh; and further, dost confide 
 
 All things to him, by Thy gift sanctified, 
 Thy sword, Thy rod, Thy sceptre, and Thy crown, 
 
 Not mine, but Thine; on whom alone abide 
 All honor and renown, who on Thy Throne 
 In glory inaccessible rul'st Heaven alone." 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 "The hour of my high exaltation 's come! 
 
 O, grant me wisdom, Father, to maintain 
 Mine own integrity, that I may doom 
 
 None undeservedly to wrath and pain, 
 
 But in each sentence just Thy law sustain. 
 Thou hast been pleased to approve my life below, 
 
 Initiatory trial to attain 
 Thy favor, and redeem mankind from woe; 
 Yet Thou wast ever near to soothe my aching brow." 
 
226 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 xxxiv. 
 ' To Thee the honor of my triumph then 
 
 Acknowledged be, the merit sole to Thee 
 Ascribed, and undisparaged still remain: 
 
 That work on earth committed unto me 
 
 With Thy support I finished faithfully; 
 This let me now proceed in grace to do, 
 
 And Thee in my new office glorify, 
 That all created life the heavens through 
 Thy justice and Thy perfect righteousness may view." 
 
 The Rede of Fate is opened, and the Tomes 
 
 Of good and evil deeds, and now the Son 
 Of God and man, while pride august illumes 
 
 His' visage jubilant, resumes his throne; 
 
 And, turning to his right hand, in a tone, 
 Mild as the call of spring to buried flowers, 
 
 Bland as the mother's voice to the loved one 
 Her bosom cradles, sweet as summer's showers, 
 Securing hopes of harvest, thus his heart outpours. 
 
 XXXVI. 
 
 " Oh! come, ye blessed of my Father, come, 
 
 Inherit your estate, your just reward 
 Well earned receive, and in the elysian home, 
 
 From the foundations of the world prepared 
 
 For you, live hence forever ! for ye shared 
 Your pittance with my dearth, and when I was 
 
 Athirst your cruse of water, and ye cared 
 For me, although a homeless exile, as 
 I sought your open doors, when others let me pass. 
 
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 XXXVII. 
 
 " When I was naked, ye with pity kind 
 
 Clothed me, when sick ye solaced me, and when, 
 
 Falsely accused, I was in prison confined, 
 Ye sent relief, and visited my den, 
 Deserted and despised by other men." 
 
 As he to Sabbath Rest, ineffable 
 
 Fruition, invited them, before their ken 
 
 He seemed converted into light, to dwell 
 
 Wholly in spirit, grace and glory visible. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 Astounded and bewildered what to think, 
 
 The just reply, " Oh, Lord ! when saw we Thee 
 Hungry, and fed Thee? thirsty, and gave Thee drink? 
 
 When did we succor Thee in poverty ? 
 
 Or offer Thee our hospitality ? 
 When clothed Thy nakedness ? or when Thy bed 
 
 Of sickness did we visit ? or when hie 
 To comfort Thy distress in dungeon laid ? 
 Or when with sympathy soothed we Thine aching 
 head ?" 
 
 XXXIX. 
 
 Then answers them the Judge with smiles divine. 
 While saying prayers, their hearts are stilled in 
 peace, 
 
 For ecstasy is mute. " Since it was thine 
 To do this good to one, the least of these, 
 My brethren and disciples, it doth please 
 
 Me to apprize it as if done to me: 
 
 Love, that a friend in every creature sees, 
 
228 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Becomes a lord of immortality, 
 
 And owns a fief in Heaven, a freehold in the sky." 
 
 XL. 
 " Like summer, ye were mothers of the poor, 
 
 Like autumn, nurses to the sick and weak; 
 Your life-thoughts did not shut Truth out of door, 
 
 And let Pride in; no conscious guilt your cheek 
 
 Blanched while your lips strove calumnies to speak; 
 Ye fainted not to be sincere and true, 
 
 Impregnable to vice, in trial meek; 
 Ye suffered wrong, and did revenge eschew; 
 And when afflicted unrepining wiser grew." 
 
 XLI. 
 He beckons, and a row of seraphs lead 
 
 The elect away, while touched by tuneful hands, 
 The harp harmonious and the. mellow reed 
 
 Herald their sun-lit steps to flowery lands; 
 
 The air is serenaded by the bands, 
 Ten thousand choristers in clouds unseen 
 
 Chant the glad tidings through the topaz strands, 
 Through the cerulean, through the hyaline, 
 And where the cohorts pass is flamed with rainbow 
 sheen. 
 
 XLII. 
 
 But ere they leave the threshold of the court, 
 On them their Arbitrator casts a look 
 
 Of love complacent; then in splendors caught, 
 Like the lithe eddies of a purling brook, 
 Or fluttering pages of a folding book, 
 
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 They rustle into bliss and disappear; 
 
 And threw no shadow, as their course they took 
 Through flowers and music, on the diamond sphere, 
 So pure their essence was, so sunny bright and clear. 
 
 XLIII. 
 To where the sanctuary empyrean burns, 
 
 Primordial Treasure House of light, they wend, 
 Where the imperial throne instinctive turns 
 
 Its living wheels in wheels, fire-eyed and bend, 
 
 With unbeginning globes, and without end, 
 Welkins stretched through infinitudes of space; 
 
 Where sisterhoods of worlds concentric blend, 
 And suns, moons, planets, meteors, comets race 
 Through Heaven of Heavens to kneel before the 
 Seat of Grace. 
 
 XLIV. 
 Then fixing a regard piteous though stern 
 
 Full on the wicked placed at his left hand, 
 Who at his frown severe begin to turn 
 
 Confounded and abashed, and trembling stand, 
 
 Statues in stone, awaiting his command, 
 He thus arraigns them: " Into Hell depart 
 
 Ye sinners unrepentant, to the land 
 Of groans and howling darkness, where the smart 
 Of the undying Worm of Death shall sting your 
 heart," 
 
 XLV. 
 
 " Where ye shall cleanse in purifying flame 
 Your lusts perverse, till penitence renews 
 The spirit in you, overwhelmed by shame, 
 
230 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 The sink of sin, and suffering subdues 
 The law, and pays to equity her dues : 
 For I was clemmed, and faint for want of food, 
 
 And to me starving ye did bread refuse; 
 And when to cool the fever of my blood 
 A cup of water asked, ye scoffed with hauteur rude." 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 " I was a stranger, robbed and beaten sore, 
 And hard assaulted by the pelting storm, 
 
 And on my face ye heedless banged the door, 
 Nor dressed my wounds with therapeutic balm, 
 But spurned me from you as some loathsome 
 worm ; 
 
 When I was sick, ye strutted scornful by, 
 As if my sight would do you grievous harm ; 
 
 And when for conscience sake condemned to die, 
 
 Ye jeered, and mocked, and laughed at my ex- 
 tremity.' ' 
 
 XLVII. 
 
 They too surprise at the impeachment own, 
 
 What means their Censor, and this answer make: 
 
 " When thee extenuated had we known 
 
 With drought or famine, and denied to take 
 Compassion on thee ? When with sorrows' ache 
 
 Or teen of sickness stricken, or consigned 
 To durance, persecuted for truth's sake, 
 
 And to thy sufferings were we deaf or blind ? 
 
 When did we shun or spurn thee ? When were we 
 unkind ? " 
 
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 XLVIII. 
 
 He more incensed, this argument returns: 
 " Since unto them, my saints, ye did it not, 
 
 To me ye have not done it. Goodness yearns 
 Still to do good; but ye had quite forgot 
 All common sympathy with human lot. 
 
 Incorrigibly selfish, ye shall have 
 
 For stars and ribbons, and the gauds ye sought, 
 
 And scarlet pride so dear to craven slave, 
 
 The coronet of fire that crowns the titled knave." 
 
 XLIX. 
 " Ye never envied virtue, only wealth, 
 
 Ye ne'er refused the ill that would enrich, 
 By murder, force, corruption, fraud, and stealth 
 
 Ye pounced on all within your talon's reach; 
 
 Vultures that never ceased for prey to screech; 
 Crocodiles that gulfed a parish, in your maw, 
 
 Sucking the poor of blood, as sucks the leech : 
 Fish of the sea, birds of the air, by law 
 Ye seized, God's gift to all, within your harpy claw.'' 
 
 L. 
 
 " And yet by angel feet is marked for you 
 A pathway, when ye shall 'gainst Death have 
 
 fought, 
 
 Abjuring Sin, whence ye the Isles may view, 
 Fortunate Isles, where penitents resort, 
 And moor beside the wharf of Heaven's port. 
 Now Gog, stand forth ! Of murder thou'rt accused, 
 And that thou didst 'gainst man with Satan plot, 
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232 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 With Satan 'gainst thy God, and hast abused 
 Thy power, and through the earth thy wolves and 
 vultures loosed." 
 
 LI. 
 " An expiation, almost infinite, 
 
 In the Cimmerian crucible of Hell, 
 Dark with the dreadful of perpetual night, 
 
 With thine own peccant thoughts alone to dwell, 
 And to thyself thy heinous deeds to tell, 
 Awaits thee for thy gross atrocities, 
 
 Remorseless, and thy frauds so terrible; 
 Thou murdered'st with thy heart, thy tongue, thine 
 
 eyes, 
 
 Worse than thy slaughtering sword were thy hypoc- 
 risies." 
 
 LII. 
 "Thou wast an alien spirit on the earth, 
 
 Demon, scarce human; all thy world to thee 
 Was fastuous pomp, all else was nothing worth : 
 
 Son of perdition and iniquity ! 
 
 Monster of reprobate humanity ! 
 The curse of kingdoms ruined, and the groan 
 
 Of nations massacred, the piercing cry 
 Of widows and of orphans, left undone, 
 The suicide's last shriek, have reached my Father's 
 Throne." 
 
 LIII. 
 
 " Hence shalt thou, with the suicide's despair, 
 
 Frantic seek death, and never death shalt find; 
 Waste with the winter of the widow's care, 
 
THE LAST JUDGMENT. 233 
 
 Snatching at hopes, the nightmares of the mind, 
 That flit as shadows in the starving wind; 
 With the sad orphan's desolation pine, 
 
 And moralize how pride of power is blind; 
 Until thy fallen state to grace incline, 
 Of evil dispossessed, when pardon shall be thine." 
 
 LIV. 
 "Oh! hide me from my shame!" the penitent 
 
 Frenzied implores, in miserable plight; 
 " But whither shall I fly from punishment 
 
 Justly deserved ? Not darkness from Thy sight 
 
 Can screen me; darkness is to Thee as light; 
 Thine eye is everywhere. I cannot brook 
 
 The thunder of Thy brow; Hell's blackest night 
 Frights less than Thy serenity of look, 
 And worse than penal torture stings Thy sharp 
 rebuke." 
 
 LV. 
 " Thy lust was cruel, savage was thy rage, 
 
 Fierce thy ambition, careless what it cost 
 Of tribulations sore thy wars to wage; 
 
 But the worst crime for which thy soul is lost 
 
 Is blasphemy against the Holy Ghost," 
 Rejoined the Arbiter; "Yet to thine own 
 
 Liberal thou wert, and when in danger most 
 Most valiant, and though pompous on thy throne, 
 Yet strict and often just, which part thy doom atone." 
 
 LVI. 
 
 "As for thee, Ryno, because thou didst spur 
 Thy master to malicious hate, accursed 
 
234 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 With bloodshed, Hell shall be thy sepulchre; 
 Where, for the offense of sacrilege, the first 
 In magnitude, exorbitant, and the worst, 
 
 Thou shalt be, until ages shall have passed, 
 In purgatorial fires of Sheol immersed, 
 
 And bleach and chasten in its glacial blast, 
 
 When thou shalt find a truce from chastisement at 
 last." 
 
 LVII. 
 
 " Ye despots, who had trampled civic rights 
 Under your feet, ye sultans, sophis, czars, 
 
 Whose quarrels bred exterminating fights, 
 
 Marauding sheiks, and plundering thanes, on wars 
 Ever intent, against you Heaven bars 
 
 Its golden lintels; on you shuts the door 
 Of mercy, nor the lictor's fasces spares, 
 
 Luxurious sovereigns, who devoured the poor, 
 
 And parasites, who preyed upon the people's store." 
 
 Lvni. 
 
 1 ' Ye cassocked servants of the arch-fiend liar, 
 
 Orthodox inquisitors, who consigned 
 Thousands of fellow creatures to the fire, 
 
 To please your malice, not to save mankind, 
 
 Else to perdition forfeit, nor a kind 
 God that is merciful avenge, your boast! 
 
 What you awarded is to you assigned, 
 Retributive prescription, to be tost 
 In livid flames, consumed with Hell's obnoxious 
 host!" 
 
THE LAST JUDGMENT. 235 
 
 Lix. 
 
 " Imposters of all sorts, thou hierarch, 
 
 Who cozened men by teaching fabled creeds, 
 
 Thou glozing demagogue, and false anarch, 
 Thou pander to the lordling's beastly deeds, 
 Thou caterer to priestcraft's craving greeds, 
 
 Thou pimp to kinglet's lust, thou cruel cheat, 
 Who rifled'st poverty of nature's needs, 
 
 Thou pious hypocrite, demure and sweet, 
 
 Who gav'st a prayer to him who, hungry, asked for 
 meat:" 
 
 LX. 
 
 " Ye may have colleges and churches built, 
 Donated tithes of chattels to the poor; 
 
 Ye may have monuments in temples gilt, 
 
 And carved pantheons raised; but of your store 
 Ye nothing granted : if your hands did shower 
 
 Largess on largess, yet your hearts gave nought, 
 Your gifts were bargains but to gain you more; 
 
 To pillage and purloin was all your thought; 
 
 Down to the infernal gulf, all ye who ruin wrought." 
 
 LXI. 
 
 " Michael, lead thy patrols these evil hosts 
 
 Of earthlings to escort to lethal Hell, 
 Beyond the borders where the starry coasts 
 
 To seas of chaos trend, the ranks to swell 
 
 Of devils damned, in dungeon caves to dwell/' 
 A moment all was still the dome beneath 
 
 Of vaulted skies, silenced by terror's spell, 
 
236 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Then throbbed the heart, and gasped the hurried 
 
 breath, 
 And screamed the crowd aghast, and cried for instant 
 
 death : 
 
 LXII. 
 And there were wailings, wringings of the hands, 
 
 And dumb despair, of crushing hopes the wreck, 
 The death of death, as intercepting bands 
 
 Of seraphs wheeled, their vain escape to check, 
 
 And, closing on them, drove them heels and neck, 
 Down the precipitous descent, down deep, 
 
 Unfathomable chasms; down their ranks break 
 Through the crystalline gates of air, and leap 
 Sheer in the hollow void, and firths of chaos sweep. 
 
 LXIII. 
 
 And falling headlong in the mob were seen 
 Bonzes and dervishes, the archimage, 
 
 Pope, cardinal and canon, king and queen, 
 
 Archbishop, chamberlain, dean, duke, count, page, 
 The. courtly beauty, and the cloistered sage, 
 
 Lord chancellor, high judge, chief magistrate, 
 The theologian, for polemic rage 
 
 Notorious, sectarist for cleric hate, 
 
 The tyrant, famed on earth for regions desolate; 
 
 LXIV. 
 
 The dastard pedagogue, who children beat, 
 Yet trembled at a man; bum-bailiff vile, 
 
 Who fawned upon some rector-squire with sweet 
 Lips, that dropped meanness as anointing oil; 
 
THE LAST JUDGMENT. 237 
 
 The critic, who with asses' milk sucked bile; 
 The black-mail editor, bribed to abuse, 
 
 The wappened wench, too coy and prude to smile ; 
 The gypsum-vending baker, and the spruce 
 Tapster, who Bedlam sold in palsy, and madness 
 brews. 
 
 LXV. 
 There was the Conqueror, the bastard son 
 
 Of a long line of pirates, scion true 
 Of robbers, and of thieves the paragon; 
 
 And round him fell an iron-kilted crew, 
 
 The bandits, from whom British nobles drew 
 Lineal descent, with vanity and pride 
 
 Boasting of bird-claw hand, and blood that's blue, 
 The current that with brother's murder dyed 
 Cain's arteries, to whiten laundried in Hell's tide. 
 
 LXVI. 
 There was the king, with lion's heart ferocious, 
 
 The savage, who was tamed by poesy, 
 Famous for paynim massacres atrocious, 
 
 Who yet could in a lady's bower sigh, 
 
 And lilt her charms in polished melody; 
 A tender troubadour, a faithful knight, 
 
 A warrior bold, and a brave enemy; 
 Inflamed to cruel fury in the fight, 
 By turns a cooing dove, and then a taloned kite : 
 
 LXVII. 
 And there, too, was his vicious brother, who 
 
 Was false to his own country, and his crown, 
 To profligate ambition only true, 
 
238 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 A sot, a glutton, and a boorish clown, 
 Perfidious kinsman, and rebellious son; 
 The conqueror of Wales, and Scotia's scourge, 
 
 The vanquisher of Gaul, at Crescy won, 
 From out the thick impacted shapes emerge, 
 As rolls the tide of guilt in heaving surge on surge. 
 
 LXVIII. 
 The valiant Harry, who at Agincourt 
 
 Leveled again the chivalry of France, 
 The rival Roses, with their long escort 
 
 Of outlawed barons, who on spear and lance 
 
 Their fortunes trusted, in the dark expanse 
 Of perils plunge; as on the battle-field, 
 
 Now dashes Gloster, with a loathing glance 
 On Richmond following, no more to wield 
 Sceptre or sword, and thrones on palace craft to build. 
 
 LXIX. 
 
 Reft of his frippery and fatal lust, 
 
 The turgid Tudor, prone amid the throng 
 
 Sprawls, as though wallowing in blood and dust; 
 And his hag daughters, mitred priests among, 
 Cursing their counselors with evil tongue : 
 
 The brutal Jefferies, the ogre-ghoul 
 Of English law, glares frantically along 
 
 The reeling columns, and beneath his cowl 
 
 Fierce Torquemada cowers amid the sinking scull. 
 
 LXX. 
 
 Stuarts, obnoxious for their quibbling lies, 
 Equivocating trust, and crooked zeal, 
 
THE LAST JUDGMENT. 239 
 
 Flounder through freezing snow and fire-hail skies: 
 And he, their huge dread, of the common weal 
 More than a monarch, with his heart of steel, 
 
 And adamantine hand, now shrunken weak, 
 
 Rushes headlong where squadrons thickest wheel, 
 
 And a cry, choked, or it had been a shriek, 
 
 Moans sternly wild, as though that heart would burst- 
 ing break. 
 
 LXXI. 
 
 There the sad prince, a stranger to the land 
 
 He came to save, still melancholy and wan, 
 Feels he's an alien mid the wretched band; 
 
 Yet deeds of shame from better fate him ban. 
 
 And there is he who from his shadow ran, 
 So wrinkled and decayed; yet he had been 
 
 In youthful prime the model of a man, 
 The hired Eros of a strumpet quean, 
 And yet in feats of arms an Ares in his sheen. 
 
 LXXII. 
 
 .Swift as they fly as swift the guard pursues 
 
 With whips of scorpions, and with stripes lays on 
 The howling she-wolf of Bartholomew's 
 
 Infamous murders, and her zany son; 
 
 Pizarro, Innocent, and Montfort run 
 Before the lashing thongs that crack of doom : 
 
 Now are avenged the " Children of the Sun/' 
 And Albigensian slaughters: but the tomb 
 Of Erebus wide yawns the ruin to inhume. 
 
240 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXXIII. 
 His throne now leaving, with a brow demure, 
 
 Yet proud, though meek, up to the Seat Supreme, 
 Where sat Jehovah in effulgence pure, 
 
 And whence around the rippling glories stream, 
 
 And on the faces of blest angels beam, 
 Repairs the Judge, and thus his Sire divine 
 
 Addresses: "My awards are just, I deem, 
 Because I sought Thy will, which still is mine, 
 And their eventual good whom I to wrath consign." 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 
 
 CANTO XII. 
 
 CARCE was the sentence on the Sons of Death 
 Pronounced, ere from its spinning axis reeled 
 
 pole sidereal, thunder's awful breath 
 Roared horrid discord, martial trumpets pealed, 
 And troops of angels in wide crescent wheeled 
 Around the host condemned, in agony 
 
 Of curdling terror, as they saw revealed 
 Hell's bottomless perdition, and the sea 
 Of fire unquenchable, the seat of misery. 
 
 ii. 
 
 A hurricane arose with scudding rack, 
 
 And naming typhoons blew, and a hoarse voice 
 
 Scraiched the death-rattle, as the ruin black 
 Swept down the precipice amid the noise 
 Of demon laughter chuckling, shook with joys 
 
 Grim and ferocious: Sin the mocking shout, 
 Discomfited, returns with shrieks and sighs, 
 
 And with her snaky tresses round about 
 
 Her shadowy skull disheveled, leads the hideous rout. 
 
242 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 III. 
 Down from the azure cope in the abyss 
 
 They headlong plunge, urged by the griding spear, 
 The dart and sword cherubic, in the hiss 
 
 Of pyramids of fire that lap the air 
 
 And suck them dropping from the hollow sphere 
 Of skies disgorging loads on ponderous loads, 
 
 An avalanche of life, appalled with fear, 
 Maelstroms of horrors thick, by scorpion goads 
 Driven to burning pits, Briarean abodes. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Torrents of molten ore volcanoes spout, 
 
 Hell's sacrificial altar, to a plain, 
 Where the ordeal deluge winds about 
 
 Till it debouches in the lake of pain : 
 
 Millions of ghosts within the reeking main 
 Are flung to welter in the penal waves, 
 
 Soddered and brazed, in durance to remain, 
 And thence removed to freeze in icy caves, 
 For ages numberless to be their prison graves. 
 
 And whirlpools churn the currents when the surges, 
 Spent with their rage, would settle to a calm, 
 
 And the conflagrant blast tempestuous urges 
 The lambent tide with bluster to alarm 
 The spirits free from momentary harm : 
 
 None can in anodyne lethean rest, 
 
 None in forgetfulness can taste the balm 
 
 Of sleep's nepenthe, by the rollers pressed, 
 
 That lash them with their out-stretched arms and 
 foaming crest. 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 243 
 
 VI. 
 
 Or when the anger of the Omnipotent 
 
 Kindles afresh, with sevenfold fury blows 
 The torrid turmoil, and the flaw is sent 
 
 In red hot hail, and showers of frozen snows, 
 
 Inflicting inextinguishable woes, 
 With stings of anguish, until then unknown, 
 
 And plagues, unfelt before, which rack with throes,. 
 Within, without, and tame and harrow down 
 The choler of their pride when too rebellious grown. 
 
 VII. 
 
 Almost the darkness simmering can be heard, 
 And the thick twilight felt as grains of sand; 
 
 The heat smarts sore, as a sharp trenchant sword, 
 A blister on the brain, or skull trepanned, 
 Or quivering heart torn out by bloody hand, 
 
 Or tingling nerve or marrow's piercing thrill: 
 The seething ocean and the smoking land 
 
 Curses and groans and lamentations fill 
 
 And "Sabacthani " loud resounds from plain and hill. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 The very air is saturated blaze, 
 
 And droves of scyllas haunt the death domain; 
 Hope turns her back with shuddering amaze, 
 
 Love, faithful still before, now shuns the den, 
 
 And leaves the helpless victim to complain; 
 No service renders Friendship to the wretch; 
 
 Despair, Remorse, and Fear, alone remain; 
 And though to centuries the calends stretch, 
 Yet no respite for them, and no release they fetch. 
 
244 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 IX. 
 
 There is no fellowship of Sin with Evil, 
 No sympathy of Suffering with Pain, 
 
 But devil hates intense his neighbor devil, 
 And man abominates with haught disdain, 
 Who from his busy rancor flies in vain; 
 
 All find a sort of dull narcotic rest 
 In worrying one another in the main 
 
 Of rueful tribulation. How unblest 
 
 That dole should follow dole with such malignant 
 zest! 
 
 x. 
 
 But the worst torture of the gnawing worm 
 Is shame and self-reproach, that represent 
 
 Their past transgressions living to alarm 
 The sentry of the conscience, impotent 
 To struggle with obtrusive memories sent, 
 
 Inseparable from guilt, its native bane. 
 Its ministers uncouth of chastisement: 
 
 So dreams disjoint us paralysed with pain, 
 
 When wassail and debauch the strength corporeal 
 drain. 
 
 XI. 
 
 Here is amerced and punished every deed, 
 In crime's dark catalogue, a monstrous brood; 
 
 Envy that made his prosperous rival bleed, 
 Revenge that thirsted for offending blood, 
 And gentle love the cause of deadly feud ; 
 
 The lust of conquest and of lordly power, 
 Converting states into a solitude; 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 245 
 
 And rage fanatic, that would curses shower, 
 And persecute and kill a bigot church to dower. 
 
 Here lingers in the pang impaled of death 
 The murderer; for, still ordained to live, 
 
 He gasps convulsive, with expiring breath, 
 Without the hope of dying, to survive 
 For ages, but never from his eyes to drive 
 
 The Shadow gaunt, who stealing to his side, 
 Brandishes aloft his barbed dart to give 
 
 The fatal blow, then stabs the homicide, 
 
 Till from his breast wells out the palpitating tide. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 Accoutred in tasselled gown is Shalmaneser, 
 And coiffed in chevelure ot plaited rows; 
 
 And busked in purple, many an orient Caesar; 
 And midst them the Chaldean conqueror goes, 
 With moonstruck phrenzy on his shaggy brows, 
 
 The king who fed on grass, whose brutal face 
 Still shows his beast's heart: from impending 
 blows 
 
 Through the fire-waves distractedly they race, 
 
 While threatening idols born of their own thoughts 
 them chase. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 From out an opened flood-gate furious sweep 
 The wraiths of murdered babes, and swift pursue 
 
 A crowned and sceptred quarry through the deep 
 Sluices of scalding blood, with wild halloo, 
 
246 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 As linnets hunt the hawk, whose bill they rue: 
 They shoot the skies, dart down abysses hollow; 
 
 Fear strides the van, with nightmare and a crew 
 Of hideous lamias, ouphes and urchins follow, 
 Till quagmire's jaws cerberean them benighted 
 swallow. 
 
 xv. 
 
 Where down a precipice, a cascade falls 
 
 Of flames stupendous dashing on their way, 
 
 In a hot brew of foam, o'er 'beetling walls, 
 Niagaras of fires, Hell's auto-da-fe, 
 The thieves are forced in the fermenting spray, 
 
 Through swirling linns and rapids boiling round, 
 And eddies breaking on the shingly bay; 
 
 While earthquake mine beneath the silted ground. 
 
 And burst through iron caves with a Titanic bound. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 Here are decreed to suffer, who on earth 
 
 Had orphans spoiled, and filched the widow's 
 
 store, 
 And left them languishing, in daily dearth, 
 
 To fat on fare would starve the parish poor; 
 
 Who to the midnight burglar had the door 
 Oped for a bribe; of bankrupts many there, 
 
 Who bartered honest sums to swindle more, 
 And cheats who 'd dealt in counterfeited ware, 
 Compelled to breathe of sublimated gold the air. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 The railway kings crowned with their wreaths of 
 
 smoke, 
 And bankers flying from dishonored notes, 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 247 
 
 And fraudful audits; ravishers who broke, 
 
 Wild dogs, the hurdles of the shepherd's cotes, 
 And ruthless ripped the gold-fleeced lambkin's 
 throats, 
 
 Bloodhounds of Mammon; mothers who had taught 
 Their daughters sin to fill their own flesh-pots, 
 
 And pimps and bauds, who had for lucre wrought 
 
 Wantonness, and inveigled youth, to ruin brought. 
 
 The knavish proctor, who had titles forged, 
 Self-righteous priest, too snug to mind his fold, 
 
 The doctor, who on fees of death had gorged, 
 All who had cooked accounts, or sweated gold, 
 And measled creeds for sound religion sold; 
 
 Uncles, who had their nephew's portion taken 
 By legal quibble or manouver bold, 
 
 Fathers who had their helpless sons forsaken, 
 
 And sons their aged sires all to these torments waken. 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Fast by through smoke is seen a canon wild, 
 Whose brow a monumental calf of gold 
 
 Surmounts, the same, whose image had defiled 
 Decrepid nations, who debased had told 
 Allegiance sordid to the bovine mold; 
 
 At Thebes and Memphis first with vows implored, 
 And then at Horeb worshipped of old, 
 
 But now is Christendom's incarnate word, 
 
 The gilded lie at Court, in change, and church adored. 
 
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248 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 xx. 
 
 But who is this most miserable man? 
 
 Tis Hudson, who in flesh had passed to be 
 A saint among the puritanic clan, 
 
 Who patronize a trading Deity, 
 
 And at his mercenary markets buy 
 Exclusive favors; who a trumpet sound 
 
 When they're accouched of still-born charity, 
 Or to their fetish tabernacle bound; 
 Calumnious Pharisees, who worth intrinsic wound. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 \Vith unctuous self-praise " I thank thee, Lord, that I 
 Am not as that poor penitent who sits, 
 
 And prays in secret; but I publicly 
 
 Adore Thee in Thy sanctuary, where meets 
 Thine only true church, who my largess greets 
 
 With loud applause, without suspicious qualms: 
 As the lamb, trustful, to the butcher bleats, 
 
 So the world bleats to him, who, giving alms, 
 
 Prepares to stab them, singing philanthropic psalms." 
 
 XXII. 
 
 " Judas betrayed his master with a kiss, 
 
 And sold him to the priests, but I would sell 
 The priests themselves, our Bethel, all that is 
 
 Revered and holy, Heaven itself, to Hell; 
 
 It is my business, which I know full well. 
 Skillful in wily arts, I glibly make 
 
 Hypocrisy upon my tongue to dwell, 
 And guilty vice the mask of virtue take, 
 And am the thing I'm not for my own profit's sake." 
 
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 XXIII. 
 
 "At every mission meeting of our guild 
 To spread the gospel into foreign lands, 
 
 I'm chairman, chapels for the poor I build 
 That pay me ten per cent., teetotal bands, 
 And orphan schools employ my picking hands, 
 
 And hospitals and magdalens; I am 
 
 Constructor of fine ropes of twisted sands, 
 
 Contractor for all works that are a flam, 
 
 The president or director bribed of every sham." 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 "What if I ruin thousands? I don't hear 
 
 The widow's wail, and orphan's whining moan; 
 
 The threatenings of the crowd I'll learn to bear, 
 And soon will get accustomed to their groan, 
 While in my coach I'll drive to Windsor's Throne." 
 
 Such was the cant discourse, on earth the boast 
 Of this predacious reptile, doomed to won 
 
 The sewers where his despicable ghost 
 
 Gropes through the dark in vain to search for treas- 
 ures lost. 
 
 Whence is that scream terrific that I hear, 
 
 Echoed by howling caverns ? Hark ! it sweeps, 
 
 Soaring and dying in the foggy air; 
 
 Low as the call of storms it moaning creeps, 
 Loud as the roaring cataract it leaps, 
 
 And bursts in thunder claps! Again the shriek 
 Frightens all hell. It is a ghost that weeps, 
 
 Who fain the memory of the past would seek 
 
 To sever from the thoughts that retribution wreak. 
 
250 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 " Oh! why pursue me thus ?" The phantom cries, 
 " Oh! why pursue me with thy pale wan face, 
 
 Smiling reproaches on me ? with thine eyes 
 Look not so on me ! In thy form I trace, 
 Though wasted now, thy beauty's virgin grace, 
 
 Soiled by my lying love and guilty faith 
 Curse me, and leave me to deserved disgrace ! 
 
 Blast me, but bless 'me not, with thy sweet breath, 
 
 Whose lust abandoned thee to suicidal death!" 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 And wild again the yell ascended high, 
 And silenced every other sound of fear. 
 
 But now behold the alcoholic sty, 
 
 As from the fosse the pungent vapors clear, 
 Engendering plagues, what loathsome brutes ap- 
 pear, 
 
 In death delirious. Gangs of fiends fill 
 
 The brimming flagons from the dripping mere, 
 
 That filters solvent flames as from a still, 
 
 And give the ghosts to drink the caustic sure to kill. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 A drop of water on the finger's tip 
 
 In that hour's horrid agony were worth 
 To lave the burning eschar of the lip 
 
 All the rich gems and treasures of the earth; 
 
 And as they swill loud bursts the demon mirth, 
 Laughter uproarious, gibes and fleering taunts, 
 
 That loose the hanging cliffs throughout the girth, 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 251 
 
 Where Tophet walls her melancholy haunts, 
 And Death through livid gloom his flaming banner 
 flaunts. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 In dizzy circles, caught by eddying winds, 
 And tost unceasingly, till senseless numbed, 
 
 Through whirling ashes drifts the. Liar, and finds 
 No intermission to his sentence, doomed 
 To gyrate, in a cyclone's vortex tombed, 
 
 Blown by the storm aloft athwart the sky, 
 Unpitied, unreprieved, till are consumed 
 
 The tardy hours throughout eternity, 
 
 When exorcising prayers lay his iniquity. 
 
 XXX, 
 
 Vile is the factor of the lazar-house, 
 Where huddled in pollution spirits lay, 
 
 Repulsive, rank, obscene, and hideous, 
 Cisterns of foul corruption in decay, 
 Once sweet and balmy as the bloom of May, 
 
 Their father's joy, their mother's dearest pride, 
 Now shivering and shrinking in dismay: 
 
 These are the harlots who had crucified 
 
 All sense of honest shame, and had adulterous died. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Like corpses that have green and yellow grown 
 These trulls have turned, to flabby wrinkles worn, 
 
 Or with a blotched and bloated visage blown, 
 Whose amber tresses leprosy has shorn, 
 Whose vermeil cheek the mangy tetter torn, 
 
252 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 And on whose bosoms Ophiusas crawl, 
 
 Besmearing charms once fair as blushing morn, 
 Till Dian swat with heat venereal, 
 When sighs of rapture melted into tears of gall. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 Over the Stygian lake in sooty air, 
 
 On wings of immolating hatred fly, 
 To battle in the incandescent glare, 
 
 Voluminous armies through the sweltry sky, 
 
 That heaves with sedulous hostility: 
 The rolling squadrons serried columns smash, 
 
 And deadly weapons in the combat ply, 
 With oaths and mutual imprecations lash 
 Their spectral steeds of flame, and on each other dash. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 They drink the fiery samiel, they stamp the cloud 
 Till struck ignited in their thirst for blood, 
 
 And mid the swindging smoke of thunders loud, 
 Savaged with slaughter, in the dubious feud 
 For ages struggle: where their cohorts stood 
 
 In centuries gone by there still will stand 
 In arms arrayed, the ghastly multitude, 
 
 Still to contend in air as erst on land, 
 
 Under some human king or conqueror's command. 
 
 xxxiv. 
 In the commotion Attila and Tamerlane 
 
 Lead their battalions, and Sesostris fights 
 With Alaric, the Goth, o'er mounds of slain, 
 
 Devoured by screaming flocks of phantom kites; 
 
 Again the tatooed 'cannibal delights 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 255 
 
 To quaff from simulacred skulls the gore 
 
 Of fallen foes; again the mildew blights 
 The ghosts of harvests on the blasted shore, 
 Struck with the curse of plagues and grinding famine 
 sore. 
 
 xxxv. 
 
 Beyond the slime pits and the sleechy moats 
 Extend \vide realms of ever-during gloom, 
 
 Where a blear light, that blinds the ether, floats, 
 And meteors moony-eyed the night illume, 
 But never suns, or stars, or planets loom ; 
 
 There mountain ranges in sierras rise, 
 
 Sterile with ochreous ore and scurfy bloom, 
 
 With glacier summits to the boreal skies, 
 
 An unpropitious spot of gelid miseries. 
 
 xxxvi. 
 Here are enjoined in spasm to be congealed 
 
 False witnesses who'd sworn a life away, 
 Like mammoths in Siberian ice concealed, 
 
 With stounds of pain to shiver in dismay, 
 
 Crystaled to living breme without decay; 
 And as the snow flakes silent fall and slow, 
 
 In swan-down swimming in the dusky ray, 
 Dream -peopled with their victims in the throe 
 Of felon's death, they feel themselves the felon's woe. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 Here are confined the kinsmen who had put 
 Their relatives within the madhouse den, 
 
 That with their patrimony they might glut 
 Their appetite for power, or lust, or gain, 
 
254 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 To be afflicted with demented brain; 
 And all abettors in the fiendish deed, 
 
 Physicians bribed to swear the sane insane, 
 Wardens suborned, police and valets feed, 
 And all the callous rogues who'd learned the devil's 
 creed. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 The spume of salivating simony 
 
 Here candies, who had piety blasphemed, 
 
 By Belial surplicing with sanctity, 
 
 Who even God to wheedle slyly schemed, 
 With nothing that his venal heart redeemed : 
 
 Ribbed in the burning rime of winter snell, 
 Till but an icicle the imposter seemed, 
 
 Was Gog, imprisoned in this saddest Hell, 
 
 His slogan now no longer fierce and terrible. 
 
 XXXIX. 
 
 A moan scarce audible the creeping air, 
 Crisping to hoar-frost, as a feather stirs, 
 
 A sob that swoons to sighing in despair, 
 As when a fly in cobweb tangled whirs, 
 Or his torn shard a wounded beetle birrs: 
 
 " O for a moment of the raging fire 
 
 That kindles life, although it nature blurs, 
 
 One red-hot blast to breathe, and then expire, 
 
 Rather than fossilize in petrifying mire ! " 
 
 XL. 
 
 Here, coffined too beside him, Ryno lies 
 Conscious of life, yet feeling he is dead, 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 255 
 
 Throughout one lengthened day of heavenly skies, 
 Marked by the zodiac's gnomon o'er his head, 
 While the remotest constellations tread 
 
 Their paths orbicular, till zoic rays 
 
 Traveling for eons, on him torpid shed, 
 
 Near moribund, a vivifying blaze, 
 
 And thaw the mausoleum that on him ponderous lays. 
 
 XLI. 
 
 When Justice punishes His rod reforms! 
 
 To punish everlastingly would be 
 Not to abolish sin in wretched worms, 
 
 But leave them hopeless in its custody, 
 
 And alienated with severity, 
 To harden, not improve, and make of Him 
 
 Who is Love, Mercy, Truth, and Charity, 
 A Saturn, Juggernaut, or Moloch grim, 
 Whom the ascetic misanthrope delights to limn. 
 
 XLII. 
 
 Shall God be more vindictive and less just 
 
 Than man, whose unrelenting polity 
 Measures his finite wrath, and curbs his lust 
 
 Of rigid vengeance ? With thy cruelty 
 
 Charge not thy Maker! with thy bigotry 
 Doom not thy brother! but let humble prayer, 
 
 The child of penitence, thy herald be, 
 Thy burden to the Throne of Grace to bear, 
 Thy "miserere," but of Shimei's fate beware! 
 
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256 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 The devils their probationary term 
 
 Imposed propitiate, constrained to endure 
 
 The sateless fang of the " Undying Worm," 
 Till fire and frost anneal to metal pure 
 The smelted ore, when frost and fire immure 
 
 No longer instincts drawn to native skies; 
 
 Then hopes, like rising stars, to Heaven allure 
 
 The aspiration of their sympathies, 
 
 And dreams of joy foreshadow their realities. 
 
 XLIV. 
 The pulse of every unbecoming thought 
 
 Has ceased to beat, no longer lowers a frown 
 Darkening the cheek of death, the ill they sought 
 
 They now would shun, cast-iron smiles are flown, 
 
 And the bronze sneer, for they are honest grown; 
 The wedding-day of Heaven and Hell is come, 
 
 The storms of Winter far away have blown, 
 And as the cankered buds to flowrets bloom, 
 Life as a new braird springs beyond their opened 
 tomb. 
 
 XLV. 
 
 They change their smutty flames for solar beams, 
 
 While a delicious spirit in them glides; 
 Their errors moulted, through the dawning gleams, 
 
 Fledged with new faith, they skim the rippling 
 tides 
 
 Of ocean-worlds, led by a voice that guides, 
 Voice of the Morning Star, to Paradise, 
 
 Where the Apocalypse of Love abides: 
 
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 They upward gaze at Thee, Oh God, with sighs, 
 And down Thou smiling look'st on them with gracious 
 eyes. 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 Up to the glory of the Eternal King, 
 
 Up where the skies are melting into light, 
 
 Hell, disenthralled from death, on eyrie wing 
 
 Springs from the dens of shame and caves of night, 
 Till ope the pearl-gates on their dazzled sight: 
 
 Omnipotence they view ensphered in bliss, 
 Effusing Urim Thummim of delight, 
 
 That gladdens as it gilds the dark abyss, 
 
 And Sin emparadised leaves Hell's necropolis. 
 
 XL VII. 
 
 " Let there be Light! " said the Creative Power; 
 
 " Let there be Love!" commands Preserving 
 
 Grace; 
 And from celestial roses falls a shower 
 
 From cassia, myrrh, and aloes, on each face, 
 
 Of heart-bloom through the theatre of space : 
 This, this is Life, and not the tomb-like shade, 
 
 When human souls on sad earth ran their race, 
 We but begin to live when we are laid 
 In the sweet tomb of rest, in bridal robes arrayed. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 They Him discern in spirit as He is 
 
 To spirits visible, without a veil, 
 Emblazed with beatific sanctities 
 
 That shrine excessive Godhead : senses quail 
 
258 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Before the vision, sight and hearing fail, 
 And they would sink to primal nothingness, 
 
 But that the effluent virtue they inhale, 
 The Real Presence, strengthens feebleness, 
 And in that trance they win immortal happiness. 
 
 XLIX. 
 
 Eternities of bliss are hence their own; 
 
 They cannot speak, but only feel their joy, 
 Like the electric touch of the loved one, 
 
 The incalculable depth of ecstasy, 
 
 Enchantment of a Heavenly faery: 
 Their souls now penetrate the soul of things 
 
 Farther than ever telescope can see ; 
 They love all life, and soaring on the wings 
 Of reason, leave behind infirm imaginings. 
 
 L. 
 
 Hence angels, men, and demons brothers are, 
 The children of One Parent Good, who guards 
 
 All from the lapse to sin: from star to star 
 His Omnipresent Eye no world discards 
 Because 'tis evil; but all Heaven-wards 
 
 They tend to Him together, and the highest 
 Life is the consciousness of His regards, 
 
 Most perfect that which is to Him the nighest, 
 
 And from Thy Mercy Seat, well pleased, to all Thou 
 criest: 
 
 LI. 
 
 " My Holy Tabernacle is with you, 
 And I will tarry with you here, and ye 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 259 
 
 With hearts confiding, and with conscience true, 
 Shall be aneled with Chrism of Charity, 
 Still to be better, still to wiser be, 
 
 And death shall not be known here any more, 
 For death is swallowed up in victory, 
 
 And Anger on you shall not shut the door: 
 
 Is not My Pity infinite, as is My Power ? " 
 
 LII. 
 " Too just to cruel be, too merciful 
 
 Without reclaiming to correct, I am 
 The Inexhaustible of Love, still full, 
 . Though always giving. How could Justice damn 
 
 Crimes expiated; faults atoned condemn 
 To retribution's fiery glaive forever ? 
 
 Your faith no longer trials shall overwhelm; 
 Bat ye shall drink the waters of the river, 
 And eat the bread of Life, of which I am the Giver." 
 
 LIII 
 " I made you not to make you miserable, 
 
 Nor fashioned ye to be the prey of death ! 
 That were inequitable, intolerable: 
 
 To censure and upbraid with hostile breath, 
 
 And castigate with unforgiving wrath, 
 Is not Love's office, who indulgent loves 
 
 His fallen children, and forever hath 
 His mercy in remembrance; He improves 
 Commisserating whom His chastisement reproves." 
 
 LIV. 
 
 "Oh! taste and see that I, the Lord, am good! 
 If the Creator of all life, yet still 
 
260 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 Created in my own similitude ; 
 Of all I am the Father, to fulfill 
 A father's part, and not the soul to kill, 
 
 Infanticidal, with the penalty 
 Of everlasting, unmitigated ill, 
 
 Only conceived by man's infirmity: 
 
 I knew that ye were dust, and could not sunshine be.' 
 
 LY. 
 
 "My fan has purged Hell's floor, the winnowed 
 wheat 
 
 I've stacked within my granary, but spurned 
 The chaff as worthless; with the Paraclete 
 
 I have baptised you clean till ye have turned 
 
 Pure as the gold refined that's seven times burned: 
 Ye are alive who were in sin once dead; 
 
 The lost are found; the Prodigal's returned 
 Back to his Father's House, whence he had fled: 
 Clothe him with purple robes, and crown his sacred 
 head." 
 
 LVI. 
 
 Thus from His cloud of light in glory shrined, 
 Expressed His love dimensionless the Lord, 
 
 Beyond all thought unutterably kind: 
 
 The Grace of smiling skies, collateral Word, 
 Beneficent, once flesh, his victor's sword 
 
 Presenting low, thus answered : " How benign 
 Is the enormous boon which we have heard 
 
 Thy lips pronounce! in bliss how boundless Thine 
 
 Unintercepted bounty! Glad, I now resign," 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 261 
 
 LVII. 
 
 " Since Death is overcome, and Sin subdued, 
 My throne and sceptre and the rule restore 
 
 To me entrusted of the true and good, 
 The excellent of earth, who patient bore 
 Through trials testimony to the power 
 
 Of Love no persecution could appal, 
 And lived in vestal virtue evermore : 
 
 Again I'm subject unto Thee, and shall 
 
 With all be subject that Thou mayst be All in All." 
 
 LVII I. 
 
 " Salvation to our God which sitteth on 
 
 The Seat of Mercy, and unto the Lamb ! " 
 Respond the saints around the living Throne; 
 
 " Blessing and honor to Thy holy name! 
 
 Glory and thanksgiving unto him who came 
 From Thee Thy Prophet unto us our Friend, 
 
 Our faults to cancel and repeal our shame ! 
 Before the footstool of Thy Grace we bend, 
 And laud Thy wisdom, love, and power without end." 
 
 LIX. 
 
 Now the grand secret absolute of truth, 
 The Secret Name 's disclosed; now love becomes 
 
 Their very life, etherealized in youth, 
 That with the beautiful of holy blooms, 
 Which sin, the canker-worm, no more consumes; 
 
 For Love is strength divine, since God is Love ! 
 Each heart a sacrificial altar fumes 
 
 For others' peace, and Innocence, the Dove, 
 
 No longer dreads the lurking Snake of Eden's grove. 
 
262 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 If fears inspired the thoughts of those who lived 
 In mortal clay, hopes are henceforth the dreams 
 
 Of souls evangelized, who death survived, 
 Repentant and respited; now with beams 
 They shine illustrious from the crystal streams 
 
 Of Goodness, never but immaculate; 
 
 And as the bright quintessence on them teems, 
 
 Demons burst from their chrysalis of hate, 
 
 And, crawled from sin's cocoon, men rise regenerate. 
 
 LXI. 
 Love drapes their world with beauty: here to breathe 
 
 Is rapture, here to feel is perfect bliss, 
 And here to think is knowledge, truth, and faith. 
 
 Is God a myth ? Is Heaven a mirage ? Is 
 
 Death but the Life's last, lingering, parting kiss, 
 Ere H dissolve to nothing, or a shade 
 
 Haunting the catacombs or the abyss 
 Beyond thi terrene orb ? So the fool said, 
 In pride of learning, which is wisdom's masquerade. 
 
 LXII. 
 
 Behold descending from the plastic sky 
 
 The New Jerusalem, whose light divine 
 Flows as a Fountain from the Throne on High, 
 
 In silver streamers as auroras shine, 
 
 Or golden glitter of aventurine; 
 The walls and turret battlements around 
 
 With coronals adorned, a jeweled mine, 
 Steeples with diamonds, domes with rubies crowned, 
 And cupolas with chrysolite and agate bound. 
 
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 LXIII. 
 
 Wide sloping uplands hem the city in 
 
 With zones of verdure in many a fringed fold; 
 
 Such scenes as in our dreams we may have seen; 
 And, sunned in gladness, hill, and dell, and wold 
 Float in an atmosphere that flows with gold; 
 
 A wilderness of bloom with manna dews 
 The fields impearl, the hazy beaches hold 
 
 Oceans of dreamy islets, whither fuse 
 
 The amber tide and rosy mist in blended hues. 
 
 LXIV. 
 Soft soothing airs fan with their downy plume, 
 
 Scented with flowered ambrosia, summer seas; 
 There 's holy music in the zephyr's hum, 
 
 The dimple of the wavelet sings of peace: 
 
 Here spirits meditate their phantasies 
 Through the repose serene of Sabbath hours; 
 
 Or loll on banks of asphodel at ease, 
 Where streams of nacre glide by emerald bowers, 
 Rivers of Bliss that lap the foot of starry towers. 
 
 LXV. 
 No noxious plants nor thorny shrubs grow there, 
 
 Nor drastic sap corrosive oozes out 
 Venom, but precious gums and balsams rare 
 
 Distil the Trees of Life, and shed about 
 
 Vermilion fruitage, sapid to the gout, 
 Luscious to smell, alluring to the sight; 
 
 No midnight revel, and no tempest rout 
 Inspiring, but the sense of dulcet light, 
 And consciousness existence is unmixed delight. 
 
264 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXVI. 
 
 This is our Father's House, where spiritual 
 Embodied shapes, in snooded sunbeams sweet, 
 
 Through viridescent park and floral hall 
 Perambulate, with concourse of blest feet, 
 And foes on earth as friends in Heaven meet: 
 
 They dive the gulfs, they winnow the abyss, 
 And as they shave the clouds each other greet; 
 
 With veins of lightning run in giddy bliss, 
 
 And everywhere they go they find new pleasure is. 
 
 LXVI I. 
 
 They bathe in moonshine dew and saffron fire, 
 
 They quaff the aeromel of rainbow-showers, 
 The violet breath of virgin spring respire, 
 
 And on the otto suck of odorous flowers; 
 
 They're clothed in light, and lodge in rose-bloom 
 
 bowers; 
 And wonder at their bliss, not as on earth, 
 
 A glimpse of summer set in winter hours, 
 But the whole photosphere of moral worth, 
 A Heaven star-sweet of love, a Paradise of mirih. 
 
 LXVIII. 
 
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 Now unimpressionable to attractive force, 
 Past infinite of space the spirits wend 
 
 With inconceivable dispatch their course, 
 Omniscience to interpret without end, 
 Wherever embassies of love them send : 
 
 The silence that was never spelled of death 
 Articulates what never mortal penned, 
 
 Of archetypes primordial communeth, 
 
 And miracles of speech that living pictures breathe: 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 265 
 
 LXIX. 
 
 And faith is hence converted into sight, 
 
 What was belief is certain knowledge now; 
 
 The secret imageries are in light 
 
 Engraven, and the graphic tablets show 
 The enigma solved of mortal joy and woe; 
 
 The link within us to the world without, 
 
 Life, death, and how the mind began to grow, 
 
 And how it is immortal, so that doubt 
 
 Is realized in fact, and every truth found out. 
 
 LXX. 
 Sometimes remembrances of earthly dole, 
 
 Mementoes of oblivion, cast a shade, 
 But for a moment only, on the soul, 
 
 And then the living who had once been dead 
 
 Seem as in cold mortality were laid; 
 But soon the smiles of care-unclouded skies 
 
 A May-day over melancholy shed; 
 Love carves no more their epitaph in sighs, 
 Dreams of the heart grieve not o'er tender memories. 
 
 LXXI. 
 
 Now the once frantic doating mother finds 
 
 Her long-lost babe, who had in visions blessed 
 Her mundane slumbers, and around him winds 
 
 Her arms till he is mortised to her breast; 
 
 The crown of their fond esperance possessed, 
 The youth and maiden's blasted loves embrace, 
 
 Nor fear by fate unkind to be oppressed; 
 Parted in sorrow, but without a trace 
 Of sadness now, but bright with beatific grace. 
 
266 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXXII. 
 
 Imbosomed in a paradise of bliss, 
 
 They think no more of joy that is to be 
 The heart' s-ease of desire, but never is; 
 
 The ignis-fatuus of felicity, 
 
 Love's shadow that on earth doth ever flee, 
 Yet followeth always after earthly love, 
 
 Since Eden's trespass banished to the sky; 
 Twinned at one birth in some amrita grove, 
 Love tarried here with men, but joy sojourned above. 
 
 LXXIII. 
 Here are the martyrs who for truth had died; 
 
 Here are the heroes who had conquered wrong; 
 The poor who had by griping want been tried, 
 
 Yet railed not, carping with abusive tongue, 
 
 But whispered, "Salve" to the rich and strong; 
 Patrician squires who had been bountiful 
 
 Their indigent plebeian hinds among; 
 The wise who had been honest to the fool ; 
 The creditor who had been kind and merciful. 
 
 LXXIV. 
 More potent now for good is the poor slave 
 
 Than e'er his hard task-master was for ill; 
 The ignorant are erudite, cowards brave, 
 
 The meek and pure grow meeker, purer still, 
 
 With ampler piety the pious thrill; 
 They who had filled on earth a point in time, 
 
 Now a distinguished circlet round them fill: 
 Their deeds illustrious and their words sublime 
 Through the wide courts of Fame angelic anthems 
 chime. 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 267 
 
 LXXV. 
 Hark the names chanted on the illumined scroll, 
 
 In thunders echoing, "Florence Nightingale!" 
 And still the thunderous echoes onward roll, 
 
 "Whose mission was to solace human bale, 
 
 Thee first and chief of pitying saints we hail; 
 And Sarah Martin, sister-seraph, we 
 
 Crown with a chaplet that shall never pale, 
 And with the garment clothe of sanctity, 
 For rich with sterling love was thy philanthropy." 
 
 LXXVI. 
 " To Elizabeth Fry like honor we accord; 
 
 Three graces of your sex, whom sorrow blessed, 
 And thought her guardian angels, whose soft word 
 
 Of comfort was as sweet as balmy rest 
 
 To vigils by the fever's fire oppressed : 
 Judicious benefactors of the poor ! 
 
 Kind nurses of the sick! So bends her breast 
 The mother to her frail child, loved the more, 
 And feeds its wasting life from her maternal store." 
 
 LXXVII. 
 " Love was the life-pulse of your genial souls, 
 
 Unselfish, pure, divinity enshrined 
 In holy temples. When immured in goals, 
 
 Or laid in spitals, Madness closed the blind 
 
 And shutters o'er the window of the mind, 
 On hope's death-bed resigned to blank despair, 
 
 At your approach with consolations kind 
 The light returned; then ceased corroding care 
 To feel its pangs, and Heaven invoked in grateful 
 prayer." 
 
268 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXXVIII. 
 
 " And Vincent, Howard, Peabody, and Guy, 
 Clarkson, and Mill, who to the felon lost 
 
 And Ethiop drudge, of base humanity 
 The outcast and the martyr, and the host 
 Of fortune's serfs, by fate or folly crossed, 
 
 Opened your hands and souls your hearts to prove 
 By noble works, nor made your deeds your boast, 
 
 Inhabit the abodes for which ye strove, 
 
 The everlasting realms of charitable love." 
 
 LXXIX. 
 " Hail Garibaldi! and hail Washington! 
 
 Patriots ye were, and monarchs scorned to be : 
 If ye on earth have reputation won, 
 
 Because unpaid ye set your peoples free, 
 
 Here the complacence of the Deity 
 Shall be your fame. Yours are these lustrous bays, 
 
 Wear them as meeds of your integrity ! 
 Hence angel minstrels shall record your praise, 
 For to your country ye were faithful found always." 
 
 LXXX. 
 
 " And hail to thee, thou firm-souled President, 
 
 Thou second Washington, whose fortitude, 
 To the oppressed and scourged a ransom sent, 
 
 The death of slavery sealed with dear heart's blood, 
 
 Vicarious sacrifice for other's good ! 
 Much honored name! inscribed upon the scroll, 
 
 That o'er the stealer of man's labor stood, 
 Whoever work of body or mind had stole, 
 To mulct him for his theft, and shrew the guilty soul." 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 269 
 
 LXXXI. 
 
 "Ye sons of mental toil, who labored hard, 
 Despising ease, to serve your fellow men, 
 
 Sage, legislator, missionary, and bard; 
 
 Who woke the sleeping soul of music's strain, 
 Who raised aloft the cloud-ascending fane, 
 
 Who made from wedded colors life appear, 
 
 The marble smile with joy, or grieve with pain, 
 
 Who weighed the planets, gauged the solar sphere, 
 
 Who walked the ocean's floor, and trod the paths of 
 air." 
 
 LXXXII. 
 
 " Greater than kings that sowed the earth with blood, 
 And reaped a Golgotha, ye were allured 
 
 By love or duty, and your task pursued 
 
 With will unconquered, though ye scorn endured 
 ^From them to whom ye benizons assured : 
 
 Who tamed the water-snake, and who subdued 
 The dragon steam, in iron bonds secured, 
 
 And made them work for man's colossal good ; 
 
 And who with lettered tongues the lighning's flash 
 
 LXXXIII. 
 
 ' ' All benefactors of your race, receive 
 Your titled recompense ! To something higher 
 
 Than earth's applause which had short time to live 
 You are invited, that ye may aspire 
 To laud eternal. Sunshine here respire, 
 
 And drink pure draughts of light, without eyes see, 
 And hear with inward sense; through fluxing fire, 
 
 Through binding frost, imperishable flee: 
 
 The laurel still is green when roses fade and die." 
 
270 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 LXXXIV. 
 "Here bodies dwell in flame, yet burn not, mind 
 
 Moves through the ice, nor cold nor chilly feels, 
 Nor is the soul's illumination blind, 
 
 Though in the flambeau of the sun it wheels 
 
 Its steadfast flight. Here nature wise reveals 
 Her inmost heart, and shows unmasked her mien; 
 
 The darkness lifts the veil her face that heles, 
 And worlds discovers where no worlds had been, 
 And every atom lives, and is what it is seen." 
 
 LXXXV. 
 With Moses, Menou, Plato, and Mahomet 
 
 Jesus, the uncontaminated soul, 
 Holds grand discourse, elaborately set 
 
 With thoughts ubiquitous, until the whole 
 
 Of ethic problems solved before them roll, 
 A Gospel stereotyped by Truth with fire, 
 
 For seraphs touch his lips with living coal : 
 All was an infinite harmony, that higher 
 Man might ascend in life, and up to God aspire: 
 
 LXXXVI. 
 
 Sin on the flesh was grafted to corrupt, 
 And pain was budded as a thorn to sting, 
 
 That death the mortal tissues might disrupt, 
 And mercy to a resurrection bring 
 The body in the Heaven's perennial spring: 
 
 All he expounded what were space and time, 
 Matter and mind how linked to everything; 
 
 What conscience was, what virtue, vice, and crime, 
 
 And how from tenuous breath was sculptured life 
 sublime. 
 
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 LXXVII. 
 
 They hear the soft tones of that gentle voice, 
 Which once had been the Conquerer o'er death; 
 
 They see the laurel of immortal joys, 
 
 The guerdon of the good, that brow enwreath, 
 Which had been torn the bleeding spines beneath; 
 
 The beatific vision of that mien, 
 
 As peace benigriant, and as firm as faith, 
 
 That smile of sympathy, like Heaven serene, 
 
 The canonized enthronement of the Nazarene. 
 
 LXXXVII. 
 
 While thus the Lord of Christianity, 
 
 And Shepherd of all souls, on truth and love 
 
 And life descanted, in another sky 
 
 Aurora roofed, through a sequestered grove 
 Of Trees of Knowledge, unforbidden, rove 
 
 Sages, and marvels that surpass our sense 
 To comprehend discuss the worlds above, 
 
 And worlds below, what are they, and from whence ? 
 
 And think again the thoughts of God's intelligence. 
 
 LXXXIX. 
 And in their intuitions wisdom wrought 
 
 The plenitude of sapience and of power, 
 So that whatever they on earth had sought 
 
 Dimly, creation through her boundless store 
 
 Discloses, registers engrossed of lore: 
 They calculate the length of cycloid years, 
 
 The distance to the farthest filmy shore, 
 Know what colures engird the polar spheres, 
 And to what bourn occult the stellar host careers. 
 H 
 
272 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
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 The source of motion, and the cause of sound 
 
 They penetrate, and plumb the skies to tell 
 The dark arcana of their depths profound 
 
 What is attraction and repulsion's spell 
 
 And in what medium light and darkness dwell. 
 These abstruse axioms Priestley and Liebnitz read 
 
 In valid arguments, infallible, 
 That unsophisticated science thread, 
 And trace its complex mazes to their Founiain Head. 
 
 xci. 
 Where fringed with woolly gold the dappled clouds, 
 
 Grained with an evening glory, gorgeous roll 
 O'er turquoise lakes and swales of jacinth, crowds 
 
 Of poets, smit by holy fancy, stroll, 
 
 No longer musing tales of piquant dole, 
 But themes of beauteous grandeur, pleased to praise 
 
 The good and noble without jealous soul; 
 Their regal foreheads with immortals blaze, 
 That wreathe their coronets of welded rainbow rays. 
 
 xcn. 
 Through mist and fog, untouched by shivering cold, 
 
 Unscathed by melting heat, unscorched by thunder, 
 Past the blue fields of space their paths they hold, 
 
 Cutting the plains of liquid light asunder, 
 
 And the dark crypts of chaos, spent with wonder, 
 Dazzled explore; planets sequaceous wheeling, 
 
 And moons revolving past them, on they wander 
 Where double suns are round each other reeling, 
 And galaxies of worlds from dust to life are stealing. 
 
HELL AND HEAVEN. 273 
 
 XCIII. 
 
 As glides the albatross, nor flaps a wing, 
 
 Over the effervescence of a sea 
 Of tumbling waves, so motionless they fling 
 
 Their flight circuitous, and silently 
 
 Swoop o'er the whirlpools of eternity 
 Through ether oceans to the star-laved beach, 
 
 New beauties to admire, true Poesy ! 
 It is the mind that makes the body rich, 
 And truths most marvelous the highest poems teach. 
 
 xciv. 
 The burning glass of the empyrean, 
 
 Brushed by their passage through the world -dust 
 
 rare, 
 Flashes; and as the floss their tresses fan, 
 
 They breathe the alkahest of vital air, 
 
 Sweet peace and hopeful trust, exempt from care : 
 Strange constellations glister in the sky, 
 
 The novel wardrobe which the Heavens wear, 
 New life, new worlds, built wheresoe'er they fly, 
 With square and compass, by the Architect on High. 
 
 xcv. 
 Such flowers as bloomed with first love in our youth 
 
 Carpet their feet, which on the roses tread, 
 As summer shadows fall on cloudlets smooth: 
 
 They list the rythmal rhapsodies that lead 
 
 The concert of the spheres, heard by the dead, 
 Eliminated from all stain of ill: 
 
 The diapason floats o'er wood and mead, 
 
274 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 From the far sea shore to the fir-clad hill, 
 
 And waves and waves of song the dome celestial ii 
 
 xcvi. 
 But the chief of these favored scalds of Heaven 
 
 Are chosen choristers before the Throne 
 Of the Eternal, and to them is given 
 
 The task symphonious paeans to intone, 
 
 And celebrate the Father and the Son, 
 The perfect God, and perfect Man, and all 
 
 Created life, together joined in One 
 Divinity of Love, throughout the Hall 
 Of Paradise, when God holds highest festival. 
 
 xcvn. 
 Hark the strain flowing in a sea of sound, 
 
 Surging and swelling with the organ's base, 
 Till in the heart the notes delirious bound, 
 
 Then sink in silent tones of tender grace : 
 
 Again the thunders of the chorus race 
 From the pearl gates, and pealing anthems rise; 
 
 Halleluiahs and halleluiahs pace 
 The Heavens round, and trembling harmonies 
 Reverberate along the repercussing skies ! 
 
TIME of all things the evolution is! 
 
 Another day of joy and grief is dawning, 
 And soon will rise, too soon, another morning^ 
 Till hours set in eternity's abyss: 
 Whilom e the snowdrop on the turf was blowing, 
 But yesterday the rose and lily bloomed, 
 Shrouded in autumn leaves, their honors tombed 
 In winter's frost, await spring's sunshine glowing. 
 
 Time the s\veet grace of all perfection is! 
 
 The past lies fallow, plow the present hour, 
 
 And sow the seed that sprouts a human flower, 
 To burst in beauty, and to blaze in bliss: 
 Hope's whisper is the oracle of Truth; 
 
 The stars are prophets that in Heaven write, 
 
 The flowers poets that on earth indite 
 This lesson, God is God of Love and Ruth. 
 
 Oh teach me how to raise the thankful psaim, 
 That on the weakness of mv lama back 
 Thou hast not laid the camel's heavy pack, 
 
 But in my w r ounds poured wine of healing balm ! 
 
 Lift me where thrones and sceptred muses throng, 
 Where glories vault the quivering arch with fire, 
 And chanting faith that 's bom of love the choir 
 
 Is rapt in holy ecstasy of song!