XXIX. SPANISH GUERILLAS. 1811. THEY seek, are sought; to daily battle led, And Mina, nourished in the studious shade, XXX. 1811. THE Power of Armies is a visible thing, That power, that spirit, whether on the wing XXXI. CONCLUSION. 1811. HERE pause: the Poet claims at least this praise Of his pure song, which did not shrink from hope On prosperous Tyrants with a dazzled eye; Forget thy weakness, upon which is built, O wretched Man, the throne of Tyranny! VOL. II. S XXXII. Added, November, 1813. Now that all hearts are glad, all faces bright, And lamentably wrapped in twofold night, Peace that should claim respect from lawless Might. Dread King of Kings, vouchsafe a ray divine To his forlorn condition! let thy grace Upon his inner soul in mercy shine; Permit his heart to kindle, and embrace, (Though were it only for a moment's space) The triumphs of this hour; for they are THINE! |