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There read I Nile conspicuous from a far,
And Egypt and Maida there were found;
Vimeiro and Busaco's day renowned;
There too was seen Barrosa's bloody name, A stir it was which only could befall
And Albuhera, dear-hought field of fame.
Yon spoils from boastful Massena were won;
Those Marmont left in that illustrious fight It seemed some general joy bad filled the land;
By Salamanca, when too soon the sun Age liad a sunshine on its check that day,
Went down, and darkness liid the Frenchman's flight. And children, tottering by the mother's land, These from Victoria's plain the Wellesley bore, Too young to ask why all this joy should be,
When from the Intruder's head Spain's stolen crown he Partook it, and rejoiced for sympathy.
These on Pyrene's aweful heights were gained,
The trophies of that memorable day, Were closed; the doors within were lined with heads; When deep with blood lier mountain springs were Glad faces were at every window seen,
stained. And from the clustered house-lops and the leads,
Above the clouds and lightnings of that fray, Others who took their stand in patient row,
Wheeling afar the affrighted eagles fled; Looked down upon the crowds that swarmed below.
At eve the wolves came forth and preyed upon the dead.
And blood stained flags were here from Ortbies borne, And every one of all that numerous throng
Trampled by France beneath her flying feet; On head or breast a marriage symbol bore;
And what before Thoulouse from Soult were torn The war-borse proudly as he paced along
When the stern Marshal met his last defeat, Those joyous colours in bis forelock wore,
Yielding once more to Britain's arm of might, And arched his stately neck as for delight,
And Wellington in mercy spared his flight.
There hung the Eagles which with victory flushed,
From Fleurus and from Ligny proudly flew, With gladdening harmony heard far and wide;
To see the Usurper's higli-swoln fortune crushed
For ever on the field of Waterloo, -
Day of all days, surpassing in its fame
All fields of elder or of later name! And streamers fluttered in the sun and sky.
XXXVII. They called him Praxis in the Olympian tongue,
But here on earth EXPERIENCE was his name. Whatever things have past to him were known,
And be could see the future ere it came; Such foresight was his patient wisdom's meed, Alas for those who his wise counsels will not heed !
XLV. With these, partakers in beatitude,
Bearing like them the palm, their emblem meel, The Noble Army came, who had subdued
All frailty, putting death beneath their feet:
The fierce extremity of mortal pain,
The victims of that hateful Henry's reign, And of the bloody Queen, beneath whose sway Rome lit her fires, and Fiends kept holiday.
Between that princely couple on the throne.
My work, which with the kingdom's growth has grown, The rights, the usages, the laws wherein Blessed above all nations she bath been.
So unimpaired transmit it to thy line:
Alway to make the bliss of thee and thine : The talisman of England's strength is there, With reverence guard it, and with jealous care!
That hastily I now must pass ye by!
None better knows nor deeplier feels than I What to your sufferings and your faith we owe, Ye valiant champions for the truth below!
Came gliding like a vision o'er the ground; A glory went before bim through the air,
Ambrosial odours floated all around, His purple wings a heavenly lustre shed, A silvery halo hover'd round his head.
XLVII. Hereafter haply with maturer care,
(So Heaven permit) that reverence shall be shown. Now of my vision I must needs declare,
And how the Angel stood before the throne,
LXI. The stern Sectarian in unnatural league
O Lady, if some new-born babe should bless, Joins her to war against their hated foe;
In answer to a nation's prayers, thy love, Error and Faction aid the bold intrigue,
When thou, beholding it in tenderness, And the dark Atheist seeks her overthrow,
The deepest, holiest joy of earth shalt prove, While giant Zeal in arms against her stands,
In that the likeness of all infants see, Barks with an hundred mouths, and lifts an hundred And call to mind that hour what now thou hear'st from hands. LIV.
LXII. Built on a rock, the fabric may repel
Then seeing infant man, that Lord of Earth, Their utmost rage, if all within be sound:
Most weak and helpless of all breathing things, But if within the gates Indifference dwell,
Remember that as Nature makes at birth
The « short parenthesis of life is all."
The light of piety shonld shine far seen,
Thus from the influence of an lionour'd Queen, As from its spring, should public good proceed, The peace of Heaven will be thy proper meed.
Of honour or dishonour, good or ill!
To take from circumstance their woe or weal;
LXIV. So should return that happy state of yore
Is it then fitting that one soul should pine When piety and joy went band in hand;
For lack of culture in this favour'd land ?The love which to his nock the shepherd bore,
That spirits of capacity divine The old observances which cheer'd the land,
Perislı, like seeds upon the desert sand ?-The household prayers, which, honouring God's high That needful knowledge in this age of light name,
Should not by birth be every Briton's right? liept the lamp trimm'd and fed the sacred flame.