All Powers and Places that abhor the light Joined in the transport, echoed back their shout, Hurrah for -, hugging his Ballot-box! IV. 1838. BLEST Statesman He, whose Mind's unselfish will Leaves him at ease among grand thoughts: whose eye Sees that, apart from magnanimity, 5 Wisdom exists not; nor the humbler skill They daunt not him who holds his ministry, Its duties;-prompt to move, but firm to wait, Knowing things rashly sought are rarely found; 10 That, for the functions of an ancient StateStrong by her charters, free because imbound, Servant of Providence, not slave of FatePerilous is sweeping change, all chance unsound. 1838. V. IN ALLUSION TO VARIOUS RECENT HISTORIES AND PORTENTOUS change when History can appear At consciences perplexed with scruples nice! 5 Born of Conceit, Power's blind Idolater; Hath it not long been said the wrath of Man Works not the righteousness of God? Oh bend, IO Bend, ye Perverse! to judgments from on High, Laws that lay under Heaven's perpetual ban All principles of action that transcend The sacred limits of humanity. 1842. (?) VI. CONTINUED. WHO ponders National events shall find Who thus deceived shall lend an eager hand 10 VII. CONCLUDED. LONG-FAVOURED England! be not thou misled By monstrous theories of alien growth, Lest alien frenzy seize thee, waxing wroth, 5 shed One who would gather from eternal truth, cheer Not scourge, to save the People-not destroy. 1842. (?) VIII. MEN of the Western World! in Fate's dark book Whence these opprobrious leaves of dire portent ? Think ye your British Ancestors forsook 5 Nay, said a voice, soft as the south wind's breath, Dive through the stormy surface of the flood 10 IX. TO THE PENNSYLVANIANS. DAYS undefiled by luxury or sloth, All who revere the memory of Penn 5 Grieve for the land on whose wild woods his name Was fondly grafted with a virtuous aim, 1845. IO X. AT BOLOGNA, IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE LATE INSURRECTIONS, 1837. I. Ан why deceive ourselves! by no mere fit With life's best sinews more and more unknit. Learn to make Time the father of wise Hope; Then trust thy cause to the arm of Fortitude, The light of Knowledge, and the warmth of Love. XI. CONTINUED. II. HARD task! exclaim the undisciplined, to lean On Patience coupled with such slow endeavour, That long-lived servitude must last for ever. Perish the grovelling few, who, prest between Wrongs and the terror of redress, would wean 5 Millions from glorious aims. Our chains to sever Let us break forth in tempest now or never! What, is there then no space for golden mean And gradual progress ?-Twilight leads to day, And, even within the burning zones of earth, 10 The hastiest sunrise yields a temperate ray; The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth : Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods. 1837. XII. CONCLUDED. III. As leaves are to the tree whereon they grow Is to the Being of a mighty nation, Locked in our world's embrace through weal and woe; Thought that should teach the zealot to forego Rash schemes, to abjure all selfish agitation, And seek through noiseless pains and moderation |