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WAR AGAINST BABYLON by THOMAS MOORE


WAR against Babylon! shout we around,
Be our banners through earth unfurled;
Rise up, ye nations, ye kings, at the sound
War against Babylon! shout thro' the world!
Oh thou, that dwellest on many waters,
Thy day of pride is ended now;
And the dark curse of Israel's daughters
Breaks like a thunder-cloud over thy brow!
War, war, war against Babylon!


Make bright the arrows, and gather the shields,
Set the standard of God on high;
Swarm we, like locusts, o'er all her fields.
Zion our watchword, and "vengeance" our cry!
Woe! woe! - the time of thy visitation
Is come, proud Land, thy doom is cast
And the black surge of desolation
Sweeps o'er thy guilty head, at last!
War, war, war against Babylon!




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