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XV. CONSTANTINOPLE.

Is this the sovereign seat of Constantine?
Is that indeed Sophia's far-famed Dome,
Where first the Faith was led in triumph home
Like some high bride, with banner and bright sign,
And melody and flowers? Round yonder shrine
The sons, the rivals, yea the lords of Rome,
Bowed they in reverence, awed by truths divine
Breathed through the golden lips of Chrysostom?
But where that conquering Cross, which, high in heaven,
That Dome of old surmounted? Angels sweeping
The aërial coasts hand now no more suspended—
With the wild sea-dirge their chaunts are no more blended—
Onward they speed, onward by anguish driven;
And the winds waft alone their heavenly weeping.