LINES ON POLAND.
And have I lived to see thee sword in hand
Uprise again immortal Polish Land!—
Whose flag brings more than chivalry to mind,
And leaves the tri-color in shade behind;—
A theme for uninspirèd lips too strong;
That swells my heart beyond the power of song:—
Majestic men, whose deeds have dazzled faith,
Ah! yet your fate’s suspense arrests my breath;