Harps Hung up in Babylon

The harps hung up in Babylon,
Their loosened strings rang on, sang on
And cast their murmurs forth upon
The roll and roar of Babylon:
Forget me, Lord, if I forget
Jerusalem for Babylon,
If I forget the vision set
High as the head of Lebanon
Is lifted over Syria yet,
If I forget and bow me down
To brutish gods of Babylon.
Two rivers to each other run

Arthur Colton
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Язык

Английский

Год издания

2016-06-30

Темы

American poetry -- 20th century

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