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VISION OF BELSHAZZAR.

VISION OF BELSHAZZAR.[1]

I.

The King was on his throne,
The Satraps thronged the hall:[2]
A thousand bright lamps shone
O'er that high festival.
A thousand cups of gold,
In Judah deemed divine—[3]
Jehovah's vessels hold
The godless Heathen's wine!


II.

In that same hour and hall,
The fingers of a hand
Came forth against the wall,
And wrote as if on sand:
The fingers of a man;—
A solitary hand
Along the letters ran,
And traced them like a wand.


III.

The monarch saw, and shook,
And bade no more rejoice;
All bloodless waxed his look,
And tremulous his voice.
"Let the men of lore appear,
The wisest of the earth,

  1. [Compare the lines entitled "Belshazzar" (vide post, p. 421), and Don Juan, Canto III. stanza lxv.]
  2. —— in the hall.—[Copy.]
  3. In Israel ——.—[Copy.]