Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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WARTRIUMPHS.
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Upon the bloodstained Battlefield, when riseOn heavenscaling Wing of impious Pride
The shouts of Exultation, far and wide,
Mingled with deathgroans and the fearful cries
Of Hate and Strife, a Curse that never dies,
Firstborn of Evildeeds, with giantstride
Shadows the Scene, and in its Gloom abide
The false hopes that in human miseries
And crimes are cradled: and the blood that reeks
Up from the profaned Earth shall mingle ne'er
With kindlier Elements, nor dewlike bear
Blessings to it, but barrenness: it seeks
The soil from whence it rose, and withers there:
And the fierce Triomphshouts, the dread Deathshrieks,
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With which man o'er his fellowman, like BeastOf prey o'er Beast of prey, exults, the Air
On its indignant wing will never bear:
Nature disclaims them, from her holy rest
Shuddering she wakes, and Echos wild attest
Her deep dismay: but from the Days which are
As yet unborn, while Vengeance frowns afar,
The Angel of eternal wrath shall wrest
The scourge of Fate, and gathering on his wing
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Which moistens not the Earth, the Gloom shall fling
Of his dark Presence on Crime's Pomp and o'er
His pride shall rain down Blood: thus Time doth bring
A Sequel to the longforgotten deeds of yore!
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