Anonymous poems - by F.C. Author:F. C Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Nymph of this pellucid spring, Take our duteous offering : Teach us, thro' the vale of life, Undebas'd by vulgar strife, Our pure course like thee to keep, Tenan... more »t of this hoary steep I Still, like thee, with duteous care, To aid the weary traveller; Till, with even path, we glide Down to Death's resistless tide. And mix an unpolluted wave In the ocean of the grave. chapter{Section 4FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOB A COPY OF VERSES TO BE SPOKEN AT OXFORD, IN 1814, AFTER THE VISIT OF THE ALLIED SOVEREIGNS. But foil'd in fight, untaught to bear control, Could fortune tame his yet unconquer'd soul ? Did Honour still the hero's steps attend, Or bold Despair immortalize his end ? O spare the taunt—the Muse disdains to tell How low the Lord of many nations fell; No! pale, disguis'd, and cow'ring, let him live, Nor drag to light the trembling fugitive. He flies—a refuge Elba's rocks afford, And the bleak isle receives her felon lord. A narrow speck amid the dreary main— He wakes at length,—the dream is fled away, The ten years' vision of imperial sway. chapter{Section 5There let his self-consuming spirit prey On his own thoughts, and waste his soul away; Or brood in dreams, unscepter'd and alone, On fancied crowns, and conquests not his own. And say, shall we, with thoughtless pride elate, Slight the grave warning of his awful fate ? The still small voice, that speaks in Vict'ry's ear, And checks Ambition in its mad career, Bids the proud chief, while nations round him bend, Adore him conqueror, or hail him friend, The sad reverse of earthly pow'r mistrust, —So Scipio wept, when Carthage sunk to dust. chapter{Section 6Ludlow ! thy mossy banks and groves among (Ere yet the hand of Time thy princely bow'rs Had sunk in mute decay, and o'er thy t...« less