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Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||
LXXIX. BEATRICE CENCI AND CHARLOTTE CORDAY.
Two lovely forms I picture as they stood
Clad in their grave-clothes,—one a parricide,
And one a murderess—each her hand had dyed—
This in Marat's—that in a father's blood.
Clad in their grave-clothes,—one a parricide,
And one a murderess—each her hand had dyed—
This in Marat's—that in a father's blood.
Yet were they maidens both of gentlest mood:
And who their victims? miscreants who defied
God's laws and man's, whose crimes to heaven cried
For vengeance,—monsters of hell's foulest brood.
And who their victims? miscreants who defied
God's laws and man's, whose crimes to heaven cried
For vengeance,—monsters of hell's foulest brood.
Tears for the Cenci!—Who shall say that she
Was guilty when with calm cold eye she dared
The rack and axe, rather than worse disgrace.
Was guilty when with calm cold eye she dared
The rack and axe, rather than worse disgrace.
And thou, proud France! where was thy chivalry
Thy old renown? A girl it was that bared
Her arm to hurl thy tyrant to “his place.”
Thy old renown? A girl it was that bared
Her arm to hurl thy tyrant to “his place.”
1851. C. L.
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