Classicly

Horror and Desolation you’d no more!

And now that once fair Town with all her Store,

And ev’ry Soul that hail’d the rising Day,

Heaving in Death like one vast Body lay.

The Fires, that glimm’ring still with pale’y Red,

Like Burial Tapers, nodded o’er the Dead,

Performing the last Office, as they wave,

Add Dust and Ashes to the gen’ral Grave.