As worthy of a pure and endless life;Nothing was left, no wish, no hope, no thought,
EV'RY youth for love's sweet portion sighs,
That by magic power was lent.Friendly words and greetings calmOn his wounds will pour soft balm.
FITTING perfumes to prepare,
Observe, my loved one, well!And see the fruits they bear
There they find, with bliss ne'er dream'd before,
Fill ev'ry breast!Oh earth!--oh sunlight!
"Then in the minds of our men arose a terrible yearningThat which was lost to avenge, and that which remain'd to defend still.All of them seized upon arms, lured on by the fugitives' hurry,By their pale faces, and by their shy, uncertain demeanour.There was heard the sound of alarm-bells unceasingly ringing,And the approach of danger restrain'd not their violent fury.Soon into weapons were turn'd the implements peaceful of tillage,And with dripping blood the scythe and the pitchfork were cover'd.Every foeman without distinction was ruthlessly slaughter'd,Fury was ev'rywhere raging, and artful, cowardly weakness.May I never again see men in such wretched confusion!Even the raging wild beast is a better object to gaze on.Ne'er let them speak of freedom, as if themselves they could govern!All the evil which Law has driven farback in the cornerSeems to escape, as soon as the fetters which bound it are loosen'd."
"But from out my coffin's prison-bounds
When the storm has ceased to break,And be happy, reft of thee,--
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