First World War Poetry Digital Archive

The Destruction Of Jerusalem By The Babylonian Hordes

THE DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM BY THE BABYLONIAN HORDES by ISAAC ROSENBERG

They left their Babylon bare Of all its tall men. Of all its proud horses; They made for Lebanon.

And shadowy sowers went Before their spears to sow The fruit whose taste is ash For Judah's soul to know.

They who bowed to the Bull god, Whose wings roofed Babylon In endless hosts darkened The bright-heavened Lebanon.

They washed their grime in pools Where laughing girls forgot The wiles they used for Solomon. Sweet laughter! remembered not.

Sweet laughter charred in the flame That clutched the cloud and earth While Solomon's towers crashed between The gird of Babylon's mirth.

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