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SONNET. IX. TO THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON.

1834.

Now gird thee to a loftier Occupation far
Than is the Earth-shaking Warrior's! though he be
A thunder-bearing Conqueror even like thee!
For in the heart of this Land's peace is War,
More deadly than the ensanguined field's! thy car,
Thy scytheless car, oh! mount, and through the free
Pathways of Action proud—and o'er the sea
Of dread Events—that winged throne steer, though star
Nor compass may afford thee aid—and low
Beneath thy feet the embryo Mischiefs cast—
And to our gladdened eyes triumphant show
What Human Nature may be made when fast
It clings through tumult, and distress, and woe,
To Virtue's anchor 'midst the billowy waste.