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I / We sate down and wept by the waters / Of Babel, and thought of the day / When our foe, in the hue of his slaughters, / Made Salem's high places his prey; / And Ye, oh her desolate daughters! / Were scattered all weeping away.
II / While sadly we gazed on the river / Which rolled on in freedom below, / They demanded the song; but, oh never / That triumph the Stranger shall know! / May this right hand be withered for ever, / Ere it string our high harp for the foe!
III / On the willow that harp is suspended, / Oh Salem! its sound should be free; / And the hour when thy glories were ended / But left me that token of thee: / And ne'er shall its soft tones be blended / With the voice of the Spoiler by me!
Jan. 15, 1813.