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alt reveal the things That thou hast seen; but that same book, which none In heaven or earth could open, but the Lamb, None but the Lamb shall close. Awake, awake, 340 Ye who now slumber in the shades of death! Yes! every nation shall confess the Lord; Till all shall be fulfilled, and there shall be, Through the wide world, "one Shepherd and one fold." For deem not this small frith, called "the Great Sea,"[159] That girds yon promontories, girds the world: Without is the great ocean, the main sea, Rocking in tempest and in solitude; Ten thousand isles are scattered o'er the waste Of those dark waters, and each isle and land, 350 All earth, shall be one altar; and from earth To heaven one flame of incense, and one voice Of prayer and praise and harmony shall rise! So these two held communion on the shore Of melancholy Patmos, when a sound As of a griding chain was heard, and, lo! A criminal is kneeling at the feet Of the old man: God has been kind to me, He cried, and hid his forehead with his hands. Oh! listen to my tale, and pray for me. 360 'Twas when the Roman sentinel, who paced The platform of the dungeon where we slept, Had called the midnight watch, and overhead Bright Aldebaran held his course in heaven, Westering o'er yonder Cape, I waked, and mused On my eventful life. Then to my heart Came words which I had heard from thee: I wept Even as an infant, and I smote my breast. The brave companion of my fortunes died-- 370 Died yesterday, stern and impenitent As he lived, pitiless; and, left alone, I cried for mercy, mercy of that God Whom thou didst call thy Father; and I prayed To Christ, and cried, Me--me--oh! pardon me! I dare not lift my eyes. Thou, father, hear. I am a free-born citizen of Rome, My name, Pedanius,[160] the Decurion. When Titus led his legions to the East, Against the city of Jerusalem, 380 To raze it from the earth; at the last day, When the third wall shook to the battering-rams, Amid the shrieks of horror and despair, Flung from the tottering battlements, a babe Fell at my horse's feet.[161] Famished and black, With livid lips and ghastly, on the ground It lay; when, frantic from the
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