Alfred George Stephens

(28 August 1865 - 15 April 1933 / Toowoomba)

Babylon - Poem by Alfred George Stephens

Babylon has fallen! Aye; but Babylon endures
Wherever human wisdom shines or human folly lures;
Where lovers lingering walk beside, and happy children play,
Is Babylon! Babylon! for ever and for aye.
The plan is rudely fashioned, the dream is unfulfilled,
Yet all is in the archetype if but a builder willed;
And Babylon is calling us, the microcosm of men,
To range her walls in harmony and lift her spires again;
The sternest walls, the proudest spires, that ever sun shone on,
Halting a space his burning race to gaze on Babylon.

Babylon has fallen! Aye; but Babylon shall stand:
The mantle of her majesty is over sea and land.
Hers is the name of challenge flung, a watchword in the fight
To grapple grim eternities and gain the old delight;
And in the word the dream is hid, and in the dream the deed,
And in the deed the mastery for those who dare to lead.
Surely her day shall come again, surely her breed be born
To urge the hope of humankind and scale the peaks of morn --

To fight as they who fought till death their bloody field upon,
And kept the gate against the Fate frowning on Babylon.

Comments about Babylon by Alfred George Stephens

  • Rookie - 0 Points , aryaindia (7/25/2008 7:45:00 PM)

    The fight for a land and the love for the place is surely well defined in this excellent piece of poetry. arya (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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