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fire had been vouchsafed for Nelson's translation, he could scarcely have departed in a brighter blaze of glory. He has left us, not indeed his mantle of inspiration, but a name and an example, which are at this hour inspiring thousands of the youth of England : a name which is our pride, and an example which will continue to be our shield and our strength.”-SOUTHEY's Life of Nelson.
Well hast thou done thy duty, gallant son ;
What truer fame can greet a mortal's ear
Thou, to the patriot's soul, art truly dear!
O let us blot thy failings with a tear,
Man without pride, or hate, or fraud, or fear;
Thine was the generous heart, though gentle, brave,
The will to bless, the godlike power to save :
A glorious life, an honourable grave,
TUPPER's Ballads and Poems. Trafalgar is noted for the complete defeat of the combined French and Spanish teets, on the 21st October, 1805. This is considered the greatest naval victory which the British have ever gained. In it the gallant Nelson fell, on board the Victory.
THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE. *
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral-note,
As his corse to the rampart we hurried ;
O’er the grave where our hero we buried.
The sods with our bayonets turning;
And the lantern dimly burning.
Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him;
With his martial cloak around him.
And we spoke not a word of sorrow;
And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
* Killed in 1809, while repulsing the French at Corunna.
We thought—as we hollowed his narrow bed,
And smoothed down his lonely pillow-
While we were far on the billow !
Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone,
And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him,-
In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
But half of our heavy task was done,
When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun
That the foe was suddenly firing.
Slowly and sadly we laid him down,
From the field of his fame fresh and gory;
But we left him alone with his glory.-WOLPE.
RETREAT OF THE FRENCH ARMY IN RUSSIA.*
Magnificence of ruin! what has time
The land behind them massacre and flame;
Homeward by hundred thousands, column-deep,
Of drum and horn, and dissonant clash of mail,
* At the close of 1812. In this invasion the French lost nearly 500,000 men-either killed, taken prisoners, or through exces cold and hard. ships.
The hour of vengeance strikes. Hark to the gale!
Shoot on their leafless boughs the sleet-drops chill,
Still on they sweep, as if their hurrying march
The snows wheel down through twilight, thick and dun; Now tremble, men of blood, the judgment has begun !-CROLY.
THE FIELD OF WATERLOO.
Stop:—for thy tread is on an Empire's dust!
And is this all the world hath gain'd by thee,
There was a sound of revelry by night,
And all went merry as a marriage bell;
* The Duke of Wellington was-with his officers-at a ball, in Brussels, when he heard that the French were advancing. He immediately prepared for the decisive battle, which was won June 18, 1815.
Did you not hear it?-No; 'twas but the wind,
breaks in once more,
And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before !
Within a window'd niche of that high hall
And rous’d the vengeance blood alone could quell :
Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro,
If ever more should meet those mutual eyes,
And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed,
While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb,
And wild and high the “Cameron's gathering” rose !
The stirring memory of a thousand years :
And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves,
Of living valour, rolling on the foe
Last noon beheld them full of lusty life,
cently stern array !
Which her own clay shall cover-heap'd and pent,
THE REIGN OF GEORGE III. “During the reign of George III. England had to undergo the revolt of the American colonies; to submit to defeat; to shake under the volcano of the French revolution; to grapple and fight for the life with her gigantic enemy Napoleon ; to gasp and rally after that tremendous struggle; the old society, with its courtly splendour, had to pass away; generations of statesmen to rise and disappear; Pitt to follow Chatham to the tomb; the memory of Rodney and Wolfe to be succeeded by Nelson's and Wellington's glory; the old poets who unite us to Queen Anne's time had to sink into their graves; Johnson to die, and Scott and Byron to arise ; Garrick to delight the world with his dazzling dramatic genius, and Kean to leap on the stage and take possession of the astonished theatre. Steam had to be invented; kings to be beheaded, deposed, restored ; Napoleon to be but an episode; and George III. is to be alive through all these varied changes, to accompany his people through those revolutions of thought, government, society, and survive out of the old world into ours.” After describing some of the court scenes of that time, and the eminent characters that flourished during the reign, and the spirit of the monarch that “beat North and Fox, and even bound the stately neck of the younger Pitt,' by his'indomitable determination, Mr. Thackeray sketched the king's special affection for the Princess Amelia, whose death finally overset his reason, so that from the 10th of November, 1810, he ceased to reign. “History,” thus concluded the lecturer, “presents no sadder picture than that old man, blind and deprived of reason, wandering through his palace, haranguing imaginary parliaments and reviewing ghostly troops. He became utterly deaf too. All sight, all reason, all sound of human voices, all the plea