Nor here War's clarion, but Love's rebeck sounds; Here Folly still his votaries inthralls; And young-eyed Lewdness walks her midnight rounds; Girt with the silent crimes of Capitals, Still to the last kind Vice clings to the tott'ring walls. XLVII. Not so the rustic-with his trembling mate No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Ah, monarchs! could ye taste the mirth ye mar, Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse dull drum would sleep, and Man be happy yet! XLVIII. How carols now the lusty muleteer? Of love, romance, devotion is his lay, As whilome he was wont the leagues to cheer, The royal wittol Charles, and curse the day When first Spain's Queen beheld the black-eyed boy, And gore-faced Treason sprung from her adulterate joy. XLIX. On yon long, level plain, at distance crown'd Tells that the foe was Andalusia's guest : Here was the camp, the watch-flame, and the host, And points to yonder cliffs, which oft were won and lost. L. And whomsoe'er along the path you meet Bears in his cap the badge of crimson hue, Which tells you whom to shun and whom to greet: Woe to the man that walks in public view Without of loyalty this token true : Sharp is the knife, and sudden is the stroke; If subtle poniards, wrapt beneath the cloke, Could blunt the sabre's edge, or clear the cannon's smoke. LI. At every turn Morena's dusky height The holster'd steed beneath the shed of thatch, LII. Portend the deeds to come :-but he whose nod Has tumbled feebler despots from their sway, A moment pauseth ere he lifts the rod; A little moment deigneth to delay : Soon will his legions sweep through these their way; The West must own the Scourger of the world. LIII. And must they fall the young, the proud, the brave, To swell one bloated chief's unwholesome reign ? No step between submission and a grave? The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain? And doth the Power that man adores ordain And Counsel sage, and patriotic Zeal, The Veteran's skill, Youth's fire, and Manhood's heart of steel! LIV. Is it for this the Spanish maid, aroused, And, all unsex'd, the anlace hath espoused, Sung the loud song, and dared the deed of war ? |