XV. ON THE FINAL SUBMISSION OF THE TYROLESE. Ir was a moral end for which they fought; Else how, when mighty Thrones were put to shame, Could they, poor Shepherds, have preserved an aim, A resolution, or enlivening thought? Nor hath that moral good been vainly sought; 5 For in their magnanimity and fame Powers have they left, an impulse, and a claim Which neither can be overturned nor bought. Sleep, Warriors, sleep! among your hills repose! We know that ye, beneath the stern control 10 Of awful prudence, keep the unvanquished soul: And when, impatient of her guilt and woes, Europe breaks forth; then, Shepherds! shall ye rise For perfect triumph o'er your Enemies. 1809. XVI. HAIL, Zaragoza! If with unwet eye 5 Dread trials! yet encountered and sustained Till not a wreck of help or hope remained, And law was from necessity received. 1809. XVII. SAY, what is Honour ?-'Tis the finest sense Of justice which the human mind can frame, Intent each lurking frailty to disclaim, 5 And guard the way of life from all offence A Foe's most favourite purpose to fulfil : 1809. (?) II XVIII. THE martial courage of a day is vain, Armies or kingdoms. We have heard a strain Yet see (the mighty tumult overpast) Austria a Daughter of her Throne hath sold! 10 And her Tyrolean Champion we behold Murdered, like one ashore by shipwreck cast, Murdered without relief. Oh! blind as bold, To think that such assurance can stand fast! XIX. 1809. BRAVE Schill! by death delivered, take thy flight From Prussia's timid region. Go, and rest A meteor wert thou crossing a dark night: : 5 Is Fortune's frail dependant; yet there lives 10 A Judge, who, as man claims by merit, gives; To whose all-pondering mind a noble aim, Faithfully kept, is as a noble deed; In whose pure sight all virtue doth succeed. XX. 1809. CALL not the royal Swede unfortunate, fate! Hence lives He, to his inner self endeared; He sits a more exalted Potentate, 5 Throned in the hearts of men. Should Heaven ordain 10 That this great Servant of a righteous cause Must still have sad or vexing thoughts to endure, Yet may a sympathising spirit pause, Admonished by these truths, and quench all pain In thankful joy and gratulation pure.' 1809. XXI. Look now on that Adventurer who hath paid Hath followed wheresoe'er a way was made Round which the elements of worldly might And, if old judgments keep their sacred course, Him from that height shall Heaven precipitate By violent and ignominious death. 1809. XXII. Is there a power that can sustain and cheer year, And lie cut off from all his heart holds dear; 5 1 See Note to Sonnet vii, page 130. Say can he think of this with mind serene 1809. XXIII. 1810. АH! where is Palafox? Nor tongue nor pen 5 Redeemed to baffle that imperial Slave, XXIV. IN due observance of an ancient rite, Attire the peaceful corse in vestments white; In choral song; and, while the uplifted cross Of Jesus goes before, the child is borne 6 10 |