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ON THE STAR OF THE LEGION OF
(FROM THE FRENCH.]
Star of the brave!-whose beam hath shed
Souls of slain heroes form'd thy rays;
Like lava roll'd thy stream of blood,
Before thee rose, and with thee grew,
One tint was of the sunbeam's dyes;
Star of the brave! thy ray is pale,
And Freedom hallows with her tread
For beautiful in death are they
[FROM THE FRENCH.]
FAREWELL to the Land, where the gloom of my Glory
Farewell to thee, France !--when thy diadem crown'd
me, I made thee the gem and the wonder of earth,But thy weakness decrees I should leave as I found
thee, Decay'd in thy glory, and sunk in thy worth.
Oh! for the veteran hearts that were wasted
3. Farewell to thee, France !-but when Liberty rallies Once more in thy regions, remember me thenThe violet still grows in the depth of thy valleys; Though wither'd, thy tears will unfold it againYet, yet, I may baffle the hosts that surround us, And yet may thy heart leap awake to my voice-There are links which must break in the chain that
has bound us,
Then turn thee and call on the chief of thy choice!
WRITTEN ON A BLANK LEAF OF 6 THE
PLEASURES OF MEMORY."
ABSENT or present, still to thee,
My friend, what magic spells belong!
In turn thy converse, and thy song.
By Friendship ever deem'd too nigh,
And “ MEMORY” o'er her Druid's tomb
Shall weep that aught of thee can die,
Thy homage offer'd at her shrine,
away, Her name immortally with thine !
April 19, 1812.
RoUssEAU-Voltaire--our Gibbon--and de Staël
(10) Leman! these names are worthy of thy shore,
Thy shore of names like these, wert thou no more, Their memory thy remembrance would recall : To them thy banks were lovely as to all,
But they have made them lovelier, for the lore
Of mighty minds doth hallow in the core Of human hearts the ruin of a wall
Where dwelt the wise and wondrous; but by thee How much more, Lake of Beauty! do we feel,
In sweetly gliding o'er thy chrystal sea,
Which of the heirs of immortality