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In tearful radiance—dimm'd and clouded all With the . cold longing for aj ^ espot ' s ^ wer , ,,,, The hope to hold the trampled globe in mrau , And crush the nations for o # e iron hour ^— , , , . ,
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What mighty power , fallen Chief ! was once thine own , To guard the fount in whieh thy sword was charnVd ; To free the people , and to fix the throne-Crush the vile shell , yet leave the gem unharuVd \ And why was power so mighty given in vain ? Fortune ' s spoilt child long'd for a larger ball , To play the Macedonian ' s game again , In the imperial tennis-court of Gaul !
Caesar ' s ambition , but not Csesar ' s soul— - His sword without his laurel—these were thine ;—Cromwells ' deep art , but not his self-control , Who wore no gold although he won the mine . Call'd by thy land to sway her ancient reign , Hadst thou subdued the famine of thy mind , That avarice of conquest , wild anc ^ vain , What living laurels had thy crown entwnVd , —
Green in all nations , greenest ib thy owh ; - ^ Where a new Alfred , with paternal ^ ye , , , ; Wateh'd o ' er young Freedom * # re gbe yet had , flown ,. And nurs'd the orphan sunbird for the sky !
But such was not th y destiny ; the star That rul'd thy red nativity was poivef ; Born but to guide the wild Simoom of wat , : And breathe its hot breath for one withering hour . * ¦ i - ,,,. ' •¦ '
The rights of Man—w ^ at ^ ere , thev bi ^ dusj , ( Strown in the path the aspiring soldier trod t , The laws of Heaven—hqw faint m ( ftqin thy trust ; ; Power was ^ 'l ^ T ^ cyj ^^ ^ ' ^^ l ^ Bi ^ e , thy ^ 9 J ?« " , , , Yet didst ^« Hve ^ whori Waahing ^ a jiadjfree ^ j „ Lanjds which Ibrjgol ^ the : ftee-bom 4 ar ^ « Jn 8 laverrr Heard ' st the > w , 6 rl 4 'feeetto ^ hail tfee , » p ) eil « JW < fced , Isle call on isle , and ! wave applaud to wave !
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Character of Napoleon Bonaparte . 767
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Nov. 2, 1828, page 767, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2566/page/39/
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