The holy murder. Even thy chosen, thine own
Peculiar nation, did forget that Thou
Lov’st the oblation of a grateful heart,
A holocaust self-sacrificed to God,[5]
And trusted to the blood of bulls and goats,
And whole burned offerings. And still mankind
Kneel in blind worship. Every heart sets up
Its separate Dagon. Fierce Ambition breathes
His burning vow, and, to secure his prayer,
Makes the dear children of his heart, his own