Chapter 31 'SING US ONE OF THE SONGS OF SION.'

How sing the Lord's Song in so strange a Land?

A torrid waste of water-mocking sand;

Oases of wild grapes;

A dull, malodorous fog

O'er a once Sacred River's wandering strand,

Its ancient tillage all gone back to bog;

A busy synod of blest cats and apes

Exposing the poor trick of earth and star

With worshipp'd snouts oracular

            
            

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