They shall live and acknowledge the power of the Lord!"

And lo! as I prophesied o'er them, a sound,

Like the rushing of water, was heard all around:

The earth trembled and shook like a leaf in the wind,

As those long-severed limbs to each other were joined,

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And flesh came upon them, and beauty and grace

Returned, as in life, to each warrior's face.

A numberless host they lay stretched on the sod,

All glowing and fresh from the hand of their God.

But the deep sleep of death on each eyelid still hung;

Each figure was motionless, mute every tongue:

Through those slumbering thousands there breathed not a sound,

And silence, unbroken, reigned awfully round:—

"Raise thy voice, son of man! call the winds from on high,

As viewless they sweep o'er the brow of the sky;

And life shall return on the wings of the blast,

And the slumber of death shall be broken at last."

I called to the wind—and a deep answer came

In the rush of the tempest, the bursting of flame;

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