Babel Disfatta. The Golden Head Was Babylon; She Passed: Persia Came Next, The Silvern Breast: Whereto Joined Brazen Flank And Belly--These Are You, Ye Men Of Macedon! Now Rome'S The Last. Rome On Two Iron Legs Towered Tall And Vast; But At Her Feet Were Toes Of Clay, That Drew Downfall: Those Scattered Tribes Erewhile She Knew For Lords; Now 'Neath Her Fatal Sway They're Cast. Ah Thirsty Soil! From Your Parched Fallow Fumes A Smoke Of Pride, Vain-Glory, Cruelty, That Blinds, Infects, And Blackens, And Consumes! To Daniel, To The Bible You Refuse Your Rebel Sense; For It Is Still Your Use To Screen Yourself With Lies And Sophistry.