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For where portentous thy proud banners waved,
Rapine rush'd o'er the wasted land :
Or slaughter'd, cursed thy hostile hand.
So falls the impious tyrant race, And fair Renown disdains their hated dust to grace.
The dreadful work of death prepare: The father's crimes for boundless vengeance call,
And all the tyrant's sons shall fall; Nor branch, nor offspring shall my fury spare,
Lest o’er the trembling earth again
Spread the wild horrors of their reign. No more their haughty towers shall pierce the
skies, And fill the wide world with their fame; Against them, saith Jehovah, I will rise,
Will rend from Babylon the name,
Smite from its course her stagnant stream, And o'er its miry gulfs shall clanging seamews
scream. Thus hath God sworn, the’ Almighty Lord : Like the strong mountains shall mypurpose stand,
To crush the' Assyrian in my land; Through all their hosts shall rage the vengeful
Dreadful on Sion's sacred brow [sword;
The God of Armies shall they know. Daughter of Sion, let thy joy arise,
From thy grieved neck his yoke shall fall; Virgin, exult, thy haughty foe despise,
His chain no more thy arms shall gall.
Thus hath God sworn, nor sworn in vain : The' Almighty's hand is stretch'd, who shall its force restrain?
REV. R. POTTER.
THE FATE OF TYRANNY*.
OPPRESSION dies: the tyrant falls :
Jehovah breaks the’ avenger's rod.
Hurid desolation o'er the land, [blood. Has run his raging race, has closed the scene of Chiefs arm’d around behold their vanquish'd
[sword. Nor spread the guardian shield, nor lift the loyal
All Nature lifts the choral song.
Rejoice through all their pomp of shade;
Tyrant! they cry, since thy fell force is broke, Our proud heads pierce the skies, nor fear the
woodman's stroke. • This Ode is a free paraphrase of part of the 14th chapter of Isaiah, where the Prophet, after he bas foretold the destruction of Babylon, snbjoins a Song of Triumph, which, he sapposes, the Jews will sing when his prediction is fulfilled. “And - it shall come to pass in the day that the Lord shall give thee rest from thy sorrow, and from thy fear, and from the hard bondage wherein thou wast made to serve, that thou shalt take ap this proverb against the King of Babylon, and say “ How hath the oppressor ceased."' &c.
REFERENCES. 1st Strophe, ver. 4,5,6. 1st Antistrophe, The whole earth is at rest,' &c. ver. 7, 8.
See, at the awful call,
Her shadowy heroes all,
Rising, with solemn state, and slow,
Meet and insult thy pride.
The revel dance, and wanton song?
Flamed foremost in the van of day;
How fallen from thy meridian height! Who saidst The distant poles shall hear me and obey.
[glow, High o'er the stars my sapphire throne shall And, as Jehovah's self, my voice the heavens
REFERENCES. 1st Epode, 'Hell from beneath is moved for thee,' &c. ver. 9, 10, 11.
ed Strophe, 'How art thou fallen from heaven,' &c. ver. 12, 13, 14. VOL. I.
He spake, he died. Distain’d with gore,
See, where his livid corse is laid.
Surveys him long with dubious eye;
head. Just Heavens ! is thus thy pride imperial gone? Is this poor heap of dust the King of Babylon?
Is this the man, whose nod
Famine pursued and frown'd;
Till Nature, groaning round,
While at his crowded prison's gate,
Stood stern Captivity.
The laurel shades their sacred dust:
2d Antistrophe, ' Yet thou shalt be brought down to Hell,' &c. ver, 15, 16.
2d Epode, 'Is this the man that made the earth to tremble,' &c. ver. 16, 17, 18, 19.
No laurel flourish o'er thy grave.
Hurl'd desolation o'er the land,
to save: Eternal infamy shall blast thy name, (shame. And all thy sons shall share their impious father's
Dart thy vindictive shafts around :
No conquer'd nations call 'them lord;
For thus Jehovah swears ; No name, no son, No remnant shall remain of haughty Babylon.
Where yon proud city stood,
REFERENCES. 3d Strophe, ' Thou shalt not be joined to them in burial,' &c. ver. 20. 3d Antistrophe, ' Prepare slaughter for his children,' ver. 21,
3d Epode, Saith the Lord, I will also make it a possession for the bittern,' &c. ver. 22–27.