III. MINE be the strength of spirit, full and free, IV. ALEXANDER. WARRIOR of God, whose strong right arm debased Joyful to that palm-planted fountain-fed There in a silent shade of laurel brown Apart the Chamian Oracle divine High things were spoken there, unhanded down; BUONAPARTE. He thought to quell the stubborn hearts of oak, Madman!-to chain with chains, and bind with bands That island queen who sways the floods and lands From Ind to Ind, but in fair daylight woke, When from her wooden walls,-lit by sure hands,— Lulling the brine against the Coptic sands. We taught him: late he learned humility Perforce, like those whom Gideon school'd with briers. VI. POLAND. How long, O God, shall men be ridden down, Transgress his ample bound to some new crown:— Oppress the region?' Us, O Just and Good, Forgive, who smiled when she was torn in three; Us, who stand now, when we should aid the right— A matter to be wept with tears of blood! VII. CARESS'D or chidden by the slender hand, Light Hope at Beauty's call would perch and stand, And Fancy came and at her pillow sat, That sets at twilight in a land of reeds. |