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BY THE WATERS OF BABYLON.

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orbs of the spirit above the sleeping eyelids of tlie senaea.

5. A Poet, wbo plucked tTitra bis bosom the quivering; heart and fashioned it into a lyre.

6. A placid-browed Sage, uplifted from earth □ celeHtial meditation.

7. These I saw, with princes and people in their train ; the monumental dead and tbe stand- ard-bearers of tbe future.

8. And suddenly I heard a burst of mocking laughter, and turning, I beheld the shuffliog gait, the ignominious features, the sordid mask of tbe son of the Ghetto.

V. CURRENTS.

1. Vast oceanic movements, the flus and re- flux of immeasurable tides, overaweep our conti-nent

2. From the far Caucasian steppes, from the squalid Ghettos of Europe,

3. From Odessa and Bucharest, from Elef, and Ekaterinoslav,

4. Hark to tbe cry of the exiles of Babylon, the voice of Rachel mourning for her childreo, of Israel lamenting for Zion.

5. Anil lo. like a turbid stream, tl)e long-pent fiood bursts the dykes of oppression and rushes hither ward.

6. Unto her ample breast, the generous mother of nations welcomes them.

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