Is press’d by turns in his: for earthly pride
There is no room in hearts where earthly hope hath died!
LVI.
A moment’s hush—and then he speaks—he speaks!
But not of hope! that dream hath long gone by:
His words are full of memory—as he seeks,
By the strong names of Rome and Liberty,
Which yet are living powers that fire the eye,
And rouse the heart of manhood; and by all
The sad yet grand remembrances, that lie