the stream To some spot, where they lost their The Turks at first pretended to have scamper'd, Only to draw them 'twixt two bastion corners, From whence they sallied on those Christian scorners. Then being taken by the tail-a taking Fatal to bishops as to soldiers-these Cossacques were all cut off as day was breaking, And found their lives were let at a short lease But perish'd without shivering or shaking, Leaving as ladders their heap'd carcases, O'er which Lieutenant-Colonel Yesouskoi March'd with the brave battalion of Polouzki : This valiant man kill'd all the Turks he met, understanding, But could not eat them, being in his turn And wander'd up and down as in a dream, | Slain by some Mussulmans, who would not Until they reach'd, as day-break was expanding, That which a portal to their eyes did seem,great and gay Koutousow night have The lain yet, Without resistance, see their city burn. The walls were won, but 'twas an even bet Which of the armies would have cause to Two villanous Cossacques pursued the child | Up Johnson came, with hundreds at his back, The rudest brute that roams Siberia's wild He feelings pure and polish'd as a gem,The bear is civilized, the wolf is mild: And whom for this at last must we condemn? Their natures, or their sovereigns, who employ All arts to teach their subjects to destroy? Thus the young Khan, with Houris in his But bravely rush'd on his first heavenly Of carnage, when this old man was pierced And lay before them with his children near, In short, howe'er our better Faith derides, excesses; Bat 'twas a transient tremor :—with a spring All that the mind would shrink from of Unto the bayonets which had pierced his All that the body perpetrates of bad; distresses; All that the Devil would do if run stark mad ; Was here (as heretofore and since) let loose. Tis strange enough—the rough, tough If here and there some transient trait of pity soldiers, who Was shown, and some more noble heart broke through Spared neither sex nor age in their career |