The Visionary A Fragment: With Other Poems. By Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley |
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SONNET.
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TO THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON.
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SONNET. VIII. TO THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON.
1834.
Now may the Chariot of thy lofty FateRoll upon Fortune's proudest wheels—and now
May a far nobler laurel crest thy brow
Than Victory's.—Hour of thrice auspicious date,
That sees thee placed in steerage of the State!
Let Faction veil her pride—let Treason bow,
Let Discontent her petty drifts avow;
Now let our Land exult and be elate,
Thou—thou whose mention seems like Victory's cry
The Nation's helm hath ta'en—though to resign,
Still much may be atchieved while these hours fly
On their deep-freighted pinions—now doth shine
Hope's heavenly crescent through our brightening sky—
Joy for one hour of such a Mind as thine!
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