For God remember'd all that first was plann'd.
XVI.
The cannon's roar, the wisdom of the sage,
The strength of armies, and the thrall of kings—
All these are weak compared to weaker things.
Napoleon fell because, in puny rage,
He wrong'd his house; and earth became a cage
For this poor eagle with his batter'd wings.
XVII.
Believe me, Love! I honour, night and day,