I. ON A CELEBRATED EVENT IN ANCIENT HISTORY. A ROMAN Master stands on Grecian ground, Doth sometimes hang on musing Fancy's ear: By all the blended powers of Earth and Heaven. II. UPON THE SAME EVENT. WHEN, far and wide, swift as the beams of morn And of that joy which shook the Isthmian Field, By more deserving brows. Yet so ye prop, Sons of the Brave who fought at Marathon, Your feeble Spirits. Greece her head hath bowed, As if the wreath of Liberty thereon Would fix itself as smoothly as a cloud, Which, at Jove's will, descends on Pelion's top!" III. TO THOMAS CLARKSON, ON THE FINAL PASSING OF THE BILL FOR THE ABOLITION OF THE SLAVE TRADE, MARCH, 1807. CLARKSON! it was an obstinate Hill to climb: Is won, and by all Nations shall be worn! The bloody Writing is for ever torn, And Thou henceforth shalt have a good Man's calm, A great Man's happiness; thy zeal shall find Repose at length, firm Friend of human kind! IV. A PROPHECY. February, 1807. HIGH deeds, O Germans, are to come from you!" Stirred by the breeze they rose, a Nation, true, True to herself—the mighty Germany, She of the Danube and the Northern sea, She rose, All and off at once the yoke she threw. power was given her in the dreadful trance Those new-born Kings she withered like a flame." -Woe to them all! but heaviest woe and shame To that Bavarian who did first advance His banner in accursed league with France, First open Traitor to a sacred name! |