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And furious every charger neighed,
To join the dreadful revelry.
Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rushed the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven,
Far flashed the red artillery.
But redder yet that light shall glow,
Of Iser, rolling rapidly.
level sun Can pierce the wet clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank,” and fiery Hun3
Shout in their sulphurous canopy.*
The combat deepens. On ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave!
And charge with all thy chivalry!
Few, few shall part where many meet !
turf beneath their feet,
4 The sulphurous smoke of the artil
lery, &c. 5 Munich, the capital of Bavaria.
BATTLE OF THE BALTIC.1
OF Nelson” and the North
Like leviathans afloat
1 Battle of the Baltic. In
April, 1805, the British fleet appeared before Elsinore, the gateway of the Sound, and, after & severe battle, forced the Danes to withdraw from an alliance they had formed with France, Russia, and some other powers, with the
object of overpowering England. Horatio Nelson (Lord). Eng
Baltic alone, with his own division
of the fleet. s might of Denmark's crown,
all the navy of the Danes; there were also stone batteries along
the shore. 4 brand, the lighted linstock or
match, to fire the cannon, 5 prince of all the land. The
land's greatest admiral, born in Norfolk, 1758, killed at Trafalgar, 1805. Nelson was second in command, but fought the battle of the
Crown Prince of Denmark com
manded on the side of the Danes. 6 sea-monsters. ? Ships of war, so called as the naval
defence of the country.
There was silence deep as death;
But the might of England flush'd
Again ! again! again!
8 might of England, the power
of England, as represented by her
fleet. 9 glowed with ardour to hasten on the
10 stony, hard as diamond,
ness for the time.
fleet was either sunk or taken.
And we conquer but to save :-
Then Denmark blest our chief
Now joy, old England, raise !
Brave hearts ! .to Britain's pride
12 Elsinore, a sea-port of Den
mark, 24 miles from Copenhagen.
It is at the narrowest part of the
With the gallant good Riou :19
THOMAS MOORE.-Born, 1779; Died, 1852.
Thomas Moore was the son of a small tradesman in Dublin. He was educated at the University in that city, but spent most of his time in London. His longer poems are brilliant but artificial—his shorter ones light, airy, melodious, and elegant. The following extract is from his poem of “ Lalla Rookh.”
PARADISE AND THE PERI.
ONE morn a Peri' at the gate
Of life within, like music flowing,
Through the half-open portal glowing,
“ How happy,” exclaim'd this child of air,
'Mid flowers that never shall fade or fall.
13 Riou, Captain of the Fleet, killed
at the battle of the Baltic. Ho
Eastern Fable, which lived on the
itself out of Paradise,