Belshazzar! from the banquet turn,
Nor in thy sensual fulness fall;
Behold! while yet before thee burn
The graven words, the glowing wall,[[nf]](#5197225498158184052_21811-h-25.htm.html#Footnote_nf)
Many a despot men miscall
Crowned and anointed from on high;
But thou, the weakest, worst of all—
Is it not written, thou must die?[[ng]](#5197225498158184052_21811-h-25.htm.html#Footnote_ng)