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I saw her
kindle with heavenly hope, I had her latest look of earthly love,
“ I remember as her bier
“ Then my soul awoke,
• It chanced as once Beside the fire of Elinor I sat,
349 The night was comfortless, the loud blast howl’d, And as we drew around the social hearth, We heard the rain beat hard. Driven by the storm A warrior mark'd our distant taper's light; We heapt the fire, and spread the friendly board. • 'Tis a rude night;' the stranger cried : safe housed Pleasant it is to hear the pelting rain.
356 I too could be content to dwell in peace, Resting my head upon the lap of love, But that my country calls.
When the winds roar, Remember sometimes what a soldier suffers, 360 And think on Conrade.'
6. Theodore replied, • Success go with thee! Something we have known Of war, and tasted its calamity; And I am well content to dwell in peace, Albeit inglorious, thanking the good God 365 Who made me to be happy.'
66 Did that God' Cried Conrade, 'form thy heart for happiness, When Desolation royally careers Over thy wretched country? Did that God Form thee for Peace when Slaughter is abroad, 370 When her brooks run with blood, and Rape, and
Murder, Stalk through her flaming towns? Live thou in peace, Young man ! my heart is human : I must feel For what my brethren suffer.' While he spake Such mingled passions character'd his face 375 Of fierce, and terrible benevolence,
That I did tremble as I listen'd to him.
· But is there not some duty due to those
385 Parental care ?'
“ Hard is it,' Conrade cried, Ay, hard indeed, to part from those we love; And I have suffer'd that severest pang. I have left an aged mother; I have left One upon whom
heart has fasten'd all 390 Its dearest, best affections. Should I live Till France shall see the blessed hour of peace, I shall return; my heart will be content, My duties then will have been well discharged, And I may then be happy. There are those 395 Who deem such thoughts the fancies of a mind Strict beyond measure, and were well content, If I should soften down my rigid nature Even to inglorious ease, to honour me. But
pure of heart and high in self-esteem 400 I must be honour'd by myself: all else, The breath of Fame, is as the unsteady wind Worthless.'
“ So saying from his belt he took The encumbering sword. I held it, listening to him, And wistless what I did, half from the sheath 405
Drew forth its glittering blade. I gazed upon it,
" He answer'd me
425 As you
would even to madness agonize To hear this maiden call on you in vain For help, and see her dragg’d, and hear her scream In the blood-reeking soldier's lustful grasp, 429 Think that there are such horrors ! that even now, Some city flames, and haply, as in Roan, Some famish'd babe on his dead mother's breast Yet hangs and pulls for food !..Woe be to those By whom the evil comes ! And woe to him, .. For little less his guilt, . .who dwells in peace, 435 When every arm is needed for the strife!'
die in peace,
When we had all betaken us to rest, Sleepless I lay, and in my mind revolved The high-soul'd warrior's speech. Then Madelon Rose in remembrance; over her the grave 440 Had closed; her sorrows were not register'd In the rolls of fame; but when the tears run down The widow's cheek, shall not her cry be heard In Heaven against the oppressor ? will not God In sunder smite the unmerciful, and break 445 The sceptre of the wicked?.. Thoughts like these Possess'd my soul, till at the break of day I slept; nor did my heated brain repose Even then; for visions, sent, as I believe, 449 From the Most-High, arose. A high-tower'd town Hemm'd in and girt with enemies, I saw, Where Famine on a heap of carcasses, Half envious of the unutterable feast, Mark'd the gorged raven clog his beak with gore. I turn’d me then to the besieger’s camp, 455 And there was revelry: a loud lewd laugh Burst on mine ear, and beheld the chiefs Sit at their feast, and plan the work of death. My soul grew sick within me; I look'd up, 459 Reproaching Heaven,.. lol from the clouds an arm As of the avenging Angel was put forth, And from his hand a sword, like lightning, fell.
“ From that night I could feel my burthen'd soui Heaving beneath incumbent Deity. I sate in silence, musing on the days
465 To come, unheeding and unseeing all Around me, in that dreaminess of thought