But when the king of righteousness arose,
And on the illumin'd East serenely smil'd,
He shone with meekest mercy on his foes,
Bright as the sun, but as the moon-beams mild;
From anger, fell revenge, and discord free,
He bad war's hellish clangor cease,
In pastoral simplicity and peace,
And shew'd to men that face, which Moses could not see.