They left their Babylon bare Of all its tall men, Of all its proud horses; They made for Lebanon. And shadowy sowers went Before their spears to sow The fruit whose taste is ash, For Judah's soul to know. They who bowed to the Bull god, Whose wings roofed Babylon, In endless hosts darkened The bright-heavened Lebanon. They washed their grime in pools Where laughing girls forgot The wiles they used for Solomon. Sweet laughter, remembered not! Sweet laughter charred in the flame That clutched the cloud and earth, While Solomon's towers crashed between To a gird of Babylon's mirth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF THE WORLD by GORDON BOTTOMLEY FIVE KERNELS OF CORN [APRIL, 1622] by HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH DIRGE OF RORY O'MORE; 1642 by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE SATIRES OF CIRCUMSTANCE: 3. BY HER AUNT'S GRAVE by THOMAS HARDY THE STIRRUP-CUP by JOHN MILTON HAY |