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My Lyrical Life | ||
FRANCE AND GARIBALDI.
They tricked him when the Lion-heart broke loose;They mocked him as they caught him in the noose,
Slew his young Heroes in the foulest strife:
And then he went to offer France his life.
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Himself; and only asked of her a grave!
In natural greatness simple and sublime,
He stands up peerless, towering o'er the time,
With none beside him. So the Gallic Elf
Explained him! 'Twas a man beside himself.
My Lyrical Life | ||