3. When fortune changed—and love fled far, And hatred's shafts flew thick and fast, Thou wert the solitary star Which rose and set not to the last. 4. Oh! blest be thine unbroken light! 5. And when the cloud upon us came, Then purer spread its gentle flame, 6. Still may thy spirit dwell on mine, And teach it what to brave or brookThere's more in one soft word of thine Than in the world's defied rebuke. 7. Thou stood'st, as stands a lovely tree, Its boughs above a monument. 8. The winds might rend—the skies might pour, But there thou wert-and still would'st be Devoted in the stormiest hour To shed thy weeping leaves o'er me. 9. But thou and thine shall know no blight, For heaven in sunshine will requite 10. Then let the ties of baffled love Be broken-thine will never break; 11. And these, when all was lost beside, Were found and still are fix'd in thee And bearing still a breast so tried, Earth is no desert-ev'n to me. ODE. [FROM THE FRENCH.] I. We do not curse thee, Waterloo! Though Freedom's blood thy plain bedew; There 'twas shed, but is not sunk Rising from each gory trunk, Like the Water-spout from ocean, VOL. V. When 'tis full 'twill burst asunder Never yet was heard such thunder As then shall shake the world with wonder- By the sainted Seer of old, Turning rivers into blood. (6) II. The Chief has fallen, but not by you, Vanquishers of Waterloo! When the soldier citizen Sway'd not o'er his fellow men— Save in deeds that led them on With that youthful chief competed? Till lone Tyranny commanded? Till, goaded by ambition's sting, III. And thou too of the snow-white plume! Such as he of Naples wears, Who thy blood-bought title bears. Once as the Moon sways o'er the tide, |