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Samuel Johnson (Сэмюэл Джонсон)

The City of God

CITY of God, how broad and far
Outspread thy walls sublime!
The true thy chartered freemen are,
Of every age and clime.

One holy Church, one army strong,
One steadfast high intent,
One working band, one harvest-song,
One King Omnipotent.

How purely hath thy speech come down
From man’s primeval youth;
How grandly hath thine empire grown
Of Freedom, Love, and Truth!

How gleam thy watchfires through the night,
With never fainting ray;
How rise thy towers, serene and bright,
To meet the dawning day!

In vain the surge’s angry shock,
In vain the drifting sands;
Unharmed, upon the Eternal Rock,
The Eternal City stands. 

Samuel Johnson's other poems:
  1. To Mrs. Thrale On Her Completing Her Thirty-Fifth Year
  2. On The Death Of Stephen Grey, F.R.S.
  3. Written At The Request Of A Gentleman To Whom A Lady Had Given A Sprig Of Myrtle
  4. On Hearing Miss Thrale Consulting with a Friend About a Gown and Hat
  5. Parody of a Translation from the Medea of Euripides

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