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Star of the brave! thy ray is pale,
And darkness must again prevail !
But, oh thou Rainbow of the free!
Our tears and blood must flow for thee.
When thy bright promise fades away,
Dur life is but a load of clay.
And Freedom hallows with her tread
The silent cities of the dead ;
For beautiful in death are they
Who proudly fall in her array ;
And soon, oh Goddess !
For evermore with them or thee!
[FROM THE FRENCH.]
Farewell to the Land, where the gloom of my
Arose and o'ershadowed the earth with her name
She abandons me now, but the page of her story,
The brightest or blackest, is filled with my fame.
When the meteor of Conquest allured me too far;
I have coped with the nations which dread me thus
The last single Captive to millions in war!
to thee, France !-when thy diadem
I made thee the gem and the wonder of earth, —.
But thy weakness decrees I should leave as I found
Decayed in thy glory, and sunk in thy worth.
Oh! for the veteran hearts that were wasted
In strife with the storm, when their battles were
Then the Eagle, whose gaze in that moment was
Had still soared with eyes fixed on victory's sun !
Farewell to thee, France !-but when Liberty rallies
Once more in thy regions, remember me thenThe violet still grows in the depth of thy valleys ; Though withered, thy tears will unfold it againYet, yet, I may baffle the hosts that surround us,
And yet may thy heart leap awake to my voice
There are links which must break in the chain that
: has bound us,
Then turn thee and call on the Chief of thy choice ! TO SAMUEL ROGERS, ESQ.