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He said, "A vine truss, bruised in the wine-press!" And at the head of the grave stood a cross, and on its foot lay a crown of thorns. And as I turned to go, I looked backward. The wine-press and the banquet-house were gone; but the grave yet stood. And when I came to the edge of a long ridge there opened out before me a wide plain of sand.
I said to God, "They are very mighty." God said, "Ay, exceeding great." And I listened. God asked me what I was listening to. And I said, "A sound of weeping, and I hear the sound of strokes, but I cannot tell whence it comes." God said, "It is the echo of the wine-press lingering still among the coping-stones upon the mounds. A banquet-house stood here." And he called me to come further.
Without the space was one dense mass. Houses, from balcony to balcony, window to window, were filled as some immense theatre. Up, through the long thoroughfare to Whitehall, the eye saw that audience, A PEOPLE; and the gaze was bounded at the spot where Charles the First had passed from the banquet-house to the scaffold.
And after I had travelled for a while I came where on seven hills lay the ruins of a mighty banquet-house larger and stronger than the one which I had seen standing. I said to God, "What did the men who built it here?" God said, "They feasted." I said, "On what?" God said, "On wine."
In course of time the banquet-house was built and towered aloft, high and battlemented. Then Hrothgar gave it the name of Heorot, and called his guests to the banquet, and gave them gifts of rings and other treasures; and afterwards every day the joyous sound of revelry rang loud in the hall, with the music of the harp and the clear notes of the singers.
Then away thence, observing the great doors of the church, as they say, covered with the skins of the Danes. 13th. Met my Lord with the Duke; and after a little talk with him, I went to the Banquet-house, and there saw the King heale, the first time that ever I saw him do it; which he did with great gravity, and it seemed to me to be an ugly office and a simple one. 20th.
This is the banquet-house of infidels, and within it all are intoxicated; all from the dawn of eternity to the day of resurrection lost in astonishment." "Depart thou from the cloister and take thy way to the tavern; cast off the cloak of a dervish, and wear the robe of a libertine."
My brothers, oh, my sisters! and he should overturn the " God said, "Be still! , see there." I looked: before the banquet-house, among the grass, I saw a row of mounds, flowers covered them, and gilded marble stood at their heads. I asked God what they were. He answered, "They are the graves of those who rose up at the feast and cried." And I asked God how they came there.
Without the space was one dense mass. Houses, from balcony to balcony, window to window, were filled as some immense theatre. Up, through the long thoroughfare to Whitehall, the eye saw that audience, A PEOPLE; and the gaze was bounded at the spot where Charles the First had passed from the banquet-house to the scaffold.
So King Belshazzar was greatly troubled, and his face grew pale, and his nobles were thrown into confusion. Now the queen, because of what the king and his nobles had said, came into the banquet-house and said, "O king, live forever; let not your thoughts trouble you nor let yourself grow pale.
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