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He heard it, but he heeded not-his eyes
Were with his heart, and that was far away;
He reckd not of the life he lost nor prize,
But where his rude hut by the Danube lay
There were his young barbarians all at play,
There was their Dacian mother-he, their sire,
Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday- (60)

All this rush'd with his blood-Shall he expire
And unavenged ?--Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire!

CXLII. But here, where Murder breathed her bloody steam; And here, where buzzing nations choked the ways, And roar'd or murmur'd like a mountain stream Dashing or winding as its torrent strays; Here, where the Roman million's blame or praise Was death or life, the playthings of a crowd, (61) My voice sounds much--and fall the stars' faint rays

On the arena void--seats crush'd-walls bow'd And galleries, where my steps seem echoes strangely loud.

CXLIII. A ruin-yet what ruin! from its mass Walls, palaces, half-cities, have been rear'd; Yet oft the enormous skeleton ye pass And marvel where the spoil could have appear'd. Hath it indeed been plunder'd, or but clear'd ? Alas! developed, opens the decay, When the colossal fabric's form is near'd:

It will not bear the brightness of the day, Which streams too much on all years, man, have reft away. CXLIV. But when the rising moon begins to climb Its topmost arch, and gently pauses there; When the stars twinkle through the loops of time, And the low night-breeze waves along the air The garland-forest, which the gray walls wear, Like laurels on the bald first Cæsar's head ; (62) When the light shines serene but doth not glare,

Then in this magic circle raise the dead: Heroes have trod this spot—'tis on their dust ye tread.

CXLV. “ While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand ;(65) « When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; 6 And when Rome falls—the World.” From our own Thus spake the pilgrims o'er this mighty wall [land In Saxon times, which we are wont to call Ancient; and these three mortal things are still On their foundations, and unalter'd all;

Rome and her Ruin past Redemption's skill, The World, the same wide den-of thieves, or what ye will.

Simple, erect, severe, austere, sublime-
Shrine of all saints and temple of all gods,
From Jove to Jesus-spared and blest by time; (64)
Looking tranquillity, while falls or nods
Arch, empire, each thing round thee, and man plods
His way through thorns to ashes-glorious dome!
Shalt thou not last? Time's scythe and tyrants' rods

Shiver upon thee-sanctuary and home
Of art and piety-Pantheon !-pride of Rome!


Relic of nobler days, and noblest arts !
Despoil'd yet perfect, with thy circle spreads
A holiness appealing to all hearts—
To art a model; and to him who treads
Rome for the sake of ages, Glory sheds
Her light through thy sole aperture; to those
Who worship, here are altars for their beads;

And they who feel for genius may repose Their eyes on honour'd forms, whose busts around them close. (65)

CXLVIII. There is a dungeon, in whose dim drear light (66) What do I gaze on ? Nothing: Look again! Two forms are slowly shadow'd on my sightTwo insulated phantoms of the brain: It is not so; I see them full and plainAn old man, and a female young and fair, Fresh as a nursing mother, in whose vein

The blood is nectar:-but what doth she there, With her unmantled neck, and bosom white and bare?

Full swells the deep pure fountain of young life,
Where on the heart and from the heart we took
Our first and sweetest nurture, when the wife,
Blest into mother, in the innocent look,
Or even the piping cry of lips that brook
No pain and small suspense, a joy perceives
Man knows not, when from out its cradled nook

She sees her little bud put forth its leaves
What may the fruit be yet?-I know not-Cain was Ere's



CL. But here youth offers to old age the food, The milk of his own gift:—it is her sire To whom she renders back the debt of blood Born with her birth. No; he shall not expire While in those warm and lovely veins the fire Of health and holy feeling can provide Great Nature's Nile, whose deep stream rises higher

Than Egypt's river:- from that gentle side Drink, drink and live, old man! Heaven's realm holds no such tide.

• CLI. The starry fable of the milky way Has not thy story's purity; it is A constellation of a sweeter ray, And sacred Nature triumphs more in this Reverse of her decree, than in the abyss Where sparkle distant worlds :-Oh, holiest nurse! No drop of that clear stream its way shall miss

To thy sire's heart, replenishing its source With life, as our freed souls rejoin the universe.

CLII. Turn to the Mole which Hadrian rear'd on high, (67) Imperial mimic of old Egypt's piles, Colossal copyist of deformity, Whose travell’d phantasy from the far Nile's Enormous model, doom'd the artist's toils To build for giants, and for his vain earth His shrunken ashes raise this dome: How smiles

The gazer's eye with philosophic mirth, To view the huge design which sprung from such a birth! CLIII. But lo! the dome—the vast and wondrous dome,(68) To which Diana's marvel was a cellChrist's mighty shrine above his martyr's tomb! I have beheld the Ephesian's miracleIts columns strew the wilderness, and dwell The hyæna and the jackall in their shade; I have beheld Sophia's bright roofs swell

Their glittering mass i' the sun, and have survey'd Its sanctuary the while the usurping Moslem pray'd;

But thou, of temples old, or altars new,
Standest alone-with nothing like to thee-
Worthiest of God, the holy and the true.
Since Zion's desolation, when that He
Forsook his former city, what could be,
Of earthly structures, in his honour piled,
Of a sublimer aspect? Majesty,

Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.

Enter: its grandeur overwhelms thee not;
And why? it is not lessen'd; but thy mind,
Expanded by the genius of the spot,
Has grown colossal, and can only find
A fit abode wherein appear enshrined
Thy hopes of immortality; and thou
Shalt one day, if found worthy, so defined,

See thy God face to face, as thou dost now
His Holy of Holies, nor be blasted by his brow.

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