COWARDS

In the deep circle of Siddim hast thou seen,

Under the shining skies of Palestine,

The sinister glitter of the Lake of Asphalt?

Those coasts, strewn thick with ashes of damnation,

Forever foe to every living thing,

Where rings the cry of the lost wandering bird

That on the shore of the perfidious sea

Athirsting dies,--that watery sepulchre

Of the five cities of iniquity,