Napoleon Fallen; A Lyrical Drama by Robert Williams BuchananNapoleon Fallen; A Lyrical Drama by Robert Williams Buchanan

Napoleon Fallen; A Lyrical Drama

byRobert Williams Buchanan

Paperback | February 2, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871. Excerpt: ... Strophe II. Yet, if thou darest, pray. Thou canst not tell How prayer may bring thee gain;--And with thy prayer say thou these words as well:--"Soon falls the house mark'd with the cross of Cain!" O man, with secret hands thou didst prepare A Pleasure-house most rare, A beauteous Temple magically built, So that thy people gladden'd unaware And wandering therein forgot thy guilt, And drank the amorous ditties woven there To lutes of lechers and their lemans fair; And all glad things were welcome in thy sight Save the glad air of heaven; all things Save the bright light of day; and all things sweet Save country-featured Truth and Honesty: All these thou didst abolish from thy Seat, Because these things were free. Thou call on God this day--Thou call to the Most High--Who asked Hell's blessing then, and let God's gifts go by! Anti-strophe II. Pray yet, and heark. This Temple where thy name Was fluted forth by silver choirs of Fame, This Pleasure-house of nations, this abode Of strange enchantments, in due time became An outrage and a shame, Abominable in the eyes of God; For all the beauteous things within the place Were witchcraft: all its glory was a lie; Not one true angel but perceived it base--There was no gift of grace But such as bawds may sell and gold can buy; Nay, even Art and Music, each with face Averted, passed in tears. Thereon a cryWent up against thy marvellous work and thee From the throats of all things free. And o'er thy fields the desolating horde Like to a swarm of locusts rose and spread! The lightning of the Lord Struck at thy glorious Temple, and it fled Like vapour before sunlight! The green sod Is bloody where it stood and fair feet trod. Fallen with thee it lies, And it shall ne'er arise. How should God bless thy work? Thou did'st ...
Title:Napoleon Fallen; A Lyrical DramaFormat:PaperbackDimensions:20 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.04 inPublished:February 2, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217515681

ISBN - 13:9780217515689