AFTER READING THE SAD STORY OF THE FALL OF BABYLON
Reading edition
Oh Lady, my city, and new flower of the prairie, What have we to do with this long time ago? Oh lady love, Bud of tomorrow, With eyes that hold the hundred years Yet to ebb and flow, And breasts that burn With great great grandsons All their valor, all their tears, A century hence shall know, What have we to do With this long time ago?