Babylonians, in this has
not the king met your wishes? Your joyous looks and merry countenances
answer 'yea!' Let this then be our motto, 'Chaldeans to rule Chaldea!'
Drink! Drink freely! Drink to the gods! Is there a God in Israel? Let him
come and claim the vessels of his sanctuary! Oh, the wine tastes
delicious from these thy golden goblets! Oh, thou God of Israel! Ha! ha!
ha! More wine! Let us rejoice and be glad, and drink defiance to all gods
save the gods of Chaldea! Who shall Belshazzar fear? What god can alarm
the king of Bab--"
The vessel fell from the monarch's hand! Paleness gathered on his brow! A
sudden trembling shook his whole frame! A cry of terror broke from his
lips!
On the wall, over against the candlestick, there appeared the fingers of
a man's hand, which wrote on the plaster. This was the mysterious sight
that gave terror to the king and alarmed the merry throng.
"Haste ye!" cried the terrified king, "and bring hither my wise men, and
let them give me the signification of the writing.
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