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Show -" The Burden of the Deiert. The burden of the Deseit, The Desert like the deep. That trom the south In whlilwlnds Comes rushing up tho steep; I see the spoiler spoiling, I hear the stilfe nf blows; Up, watchman, to thy height and say How the dread conflict goes! Wlnt he-nr'st thou from tha deseit? "A sound, as If a woild Were from Its axis lifted up .And to the ocean hurled The roaring as of waters. The rushlnr as ot rills. And lot the tempest smoke and cloud. That all the desert nils." What sccst thou on tho- desert? "A chariot comes." he cried, "With camels ami with horsemen. That travel by Us side, And now n lion dnrteth From out the chid, and he Looks backward ever an he tiles. As fearing still to see!" What, watchman, of tho horsemen? "They come, nnd ai they ride. Their horses cinch and ticmble. Nor toss their manes In pride; The camel's wander scattoied, Tho horsemen heed them naught. But speed, as lftliy dreaded still The foo with whom they fought." What foe Is this, thou watchman? "Ilarkl Hark! the horsemen come; Still looking on tho backward path, As It they feared a doom; Their locks (ire whlto with terror. Their very shouts a groan; T.nbylon,' tncy cry, "has fallen, And ull her gods are gonel" Willlum Clilmoro Slmms. |