'Neath a falter'd sky cross loamless plains, an'water'd blight Ah! Where gone those days once Glory shone so bright Fallen 'neath baleful wings dark as night Ah! a moment give to me Hark! Shall none hear this soul's tale of a land benight Pitiful man whom death has undone Lean'd upon a broken blade Looks to skyward "Prithee above (Almighty one) Be this thy word? Cryed out, begged for truth But no Answer's sound be heard Yet now he sees the dragon's dogma Unbound by time All-biding grand design Land and Skyes and seas yearn Finish the cycle of eternal return