Sions Elegies: Threnodia II, Eleg. 9

IOy is departed from the holy Gates
Of deare Ierusalem, and peace retraits
From wasted Sion; her high walls, that were
An armed proofe against the brunt of feare,
Are shrunke for shame, if not withdrawne, for pity,
To see the ruine of so brave a City;
Her Kings, and out-law'd Princes live constraind
Hourely to heare the name of Heaven profan'd;
Manners and Lawes, the life of government
Are sent into eternall banishment;
Her Prophets cease to preach; they vow, unheard:
They howle to heaven, but heaven gives no regard.