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BELSHAZZAR'S FEAST.
Because her children were not—dwells again
Girt with the lovely!—through thy streets once more,
City of God! shall pass the bridal train,
And the bright lamps their festive radiance pour,
Because her children were not—dwells again
Girt with the lovely!—through thy streets once more,
City of God! shall pass the bridal train,
And the bright lamps their festive radiance pour,