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The Poetical Works of the Rev. George Croly

In Two Volumes
Croly, George (1780-1860)

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PARIS IN 1815.
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PART II.
  
THE DEATH OF LEONIDAS.
  
ON THE BUST OF THE LATE QUEEN OF PRUSSIA, IN THE KING'S CHAMBER AT BERLIN, 1812.
  
NOON.
  
THE PEN.
  
THE POET'S HOUR.
  
CZERNI GEORGE.
  
THE ANGEL OF THE WORLD.
  
ON THE GRAVE OF MAJOR SCHILL,
  
ON THE DEATH OF ORPHEUS.
  
SANDT, THE MURDERER.
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GEMS, FROM THE ANTIQUE;
  
INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE CASKET, CONTAINING A RING.
  
THE BATTLE SONG.
  
DEATH.
  
THE MAGIC LAMP.
  
NELSON'S PILLAR, AT YARMOUTH.
  
THE INDIAN GIRL AND SERPENT.
  
A SKETCH FROM LIFE.
  
ON A GRAVE AT WATERLOO.
  
ON A PORTRAIT, BY MASQUERIER, OF A LADY STANDING BEFORE A GLASS.
  
INSCRIPTION ON AN URN.
  
SEGUIDILLA.
  
NAPOLEON. 1820.
  
THE WINTER'S EVENING.
  
AN ÆSTUARY.
  
MIDNIGHT.
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XIX.

The hour shall come!—It is no mystic's trance,
But true as He, who wills, and it is done!
The hour shall come,—is come!—Our feeble glance
Ev'n now sees stooping from its clouds the throne
Where One shall rule o'er earth—The Mighty One.
Its kings his hallow'd viceroys—man's old stain
Fast brightening from the spirit;—war unknown;—
Till Death has died! and, rushing from his chain,
To heaven th'immortals rise, with angel plume and strain.
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