Imágenes de página
PDF
ePub
[merged small][ocr errors][merged small][ocr errors][merged small]

Strike for your altars and your | fires,|

Strike

771

for the | green | graves of your sires, 191 God and your native | land!11111 They fought like | brave | men | long and | well, 117171 |

They piled that ground with | Moslem | | |

slain, They conquer'd,

[ocr errors]
[ocr errors]
[ocr errors]

|fell,||

but Boz- | zaris | fell, Bleeding at every | vein. 1771791 His few surviving | comrades 11 saw His smile when I rang their proud huzzah, | I And the red field was | won;||

পা

71771 Then saw in death his eyelids | close Calmly, as to a night's re- | pose

Like flowers at | set of | sun.791991

Come to the bridal | chamber, | Death! |

Come to the mother,

when she | feels

For the first time

her | first-born's | breath; |

Come when the | blessed | seals

Which close the | pestilence | are broke 11

And crowded | cities | wail its | stroke;

[ocr errors]

Come in con- sumption's | ghastly | form,|

The earthquake | shock, the ocean | storm; | Come when the heart | beats | high and | warm,

With banquet song, and

And thou art | terrible! |

[ocr errors]

The groan, the | knell,

the | bier,

dance and | wine,

the tear,

the pall, 1

And all we know, or | dream or | fear ||

[blocks in formation]

But to the hero,

1991

when his | sword |

Has won the battle for the free.

[ocr errors]

Thy voice sounds like a prophet's | word, || And in its | hollow | tones are | heard |

The thanks of millions | yet to be. 11111111 Boz-zaris with the storied | brave |

Greece nurtured in her

Rest thee

glory's time,

there is no

prouder | grave, |

clime. 171

Even in her own proud

We tell thy | doom with- | out a | sigh; |

For thou art | Freedom's now,

and Fame's

One of the few

[blocks in formation]

mortal | names, 9,

That were not | born to

[ocr errors]

ADDRESS TO THE RAINBOW.

Campbell.

And yet, fair | bow, || no |fabling | dreams,
But words of the Most High, ◄|
Have told why | first thy ❘ robe of | beams
Was woven in the sky. 191991

1|

When o'er the green un- | delug'd | earth |

Heaven's covenant thou didst | shine | 19 How came the | world's | grey | fathers | forth || To watch thy | sacred | sign! 99/99/

And when its yellow | lustre | smiled

O'er mountains | yet un- | trod,

[ocr errors]

Each mother | held a- | loft | her | child |
To bless the | bow of | God. 1991991

[ocr errors]

Me-thinks, thy | jubilee to | keep,||
The first made | anthem | rang

On earth de- | livered from the | deep;191 And the first poet | sang.79|

Norever shall the | Muse's | eye |

Un-raptured | greet thy | beam: |

11 | Theme of pri- | meval | prophecy, | Be still the poet's theme! |79|

[ocr errors]

The earth to thee her | incense | yields,|

The | lark thy | welcome | sings,|

Where glittering in the freshen'd | field's |
The snowy mushroom | springs.

[ocr errors]

How glorious is thy | girdle | cast |
O'er | mountain, | tower, and | town, |
Or mirror'd in the | Ocean | vast,||
A thousand fathoms | down!|17|99|

As fresh in | yon ho- | rizon | dark, |
As young thy | beauties | seem, |
As when the eagle from the ark |
First sported in thy | beam. |77|77|

For, faithful to its | sacred | page, |

Heaven | still re- | builds | thy | span, |17|
Nor lets the|type| grow | pale with | age |
That first spoke | peace to man.

OTHELLO'S ADDRESS TO THE SENATE.

Shakspeare.

Most potent, grave, | and | reverend | seigniors,

My very | noble,

and ap- | proved | good| mas

ters;

That I have taken a- | way this | old man's ¦

daughter,

It is most true; || true, I have married

her;

The very head and | front

of my of- | fending |

Hath this ex- tent, no more.
| | | | |

Rude am I in | speech, |

And little bless'd with the set | phrase of

peace; 171

[ocr errors]

For since these | arms of mine had seven

years | pith, |

|

[ocr errors]

Till now, some | nine | moons | wasted, they

have used |

Their dearest | action

I

And little

speak |

in the | tented | field; of this great | world | can | I |

More than per- tains to | feats of | broil, and

battle;

And, therefore, little shall I | grace my

cause,

In speaking for my- | self: | 11 | yet | by your patience, |

I will around

un- | varnish'd | tale de- | liver, |

Of my whole | course of | love: what | drugs, |

what charms, |

What conjuration, and what | mighty | magic, |

(For such pro- | ceeding | I am

I won his daughter | with.
| |

charg'd with- | al,)| 1991

[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]

I run it thro' | even from my | boyish | days, |

To the

[ocr errors]

tell it.

very moment that he | bade me |

Where-in, I spoke, of | most dis- | astrous chances ; |

Of moving |,accidents, | by | flood and | field; | Of hair-breadth | 'scapes

deadly breach;|11|

in the imminent |

Of being taken, by the | insolent | foe, |

And sold to slavery; of my re- | demption | thence;

Of battles | bravely, | hardly | fought; ||of| victories,

For which the conqueror | mourn'd so many |

[blocks in formation]

Soldiers un- | paid; || fearful to | fight, yet

bold |

In dangerous mutiny. 1991

« AnteriorContinuar »