Doth England forget Cœur de Lion? O, no!
For him the bright tears of her people still flow.
On my soul there comes rushing a foresight of woe,
And before me long years of the dark future flow.
The Palace of Austria, proud Schoenbrunn,
The Gaul hath invaded, the conqueror won.
Long years have gone by, but the Heavens are just,
And Austria's hopes trodden down in the dust.
But ere the avenger shall rise in his might,
Long ages will pass, wherein wrong conquers right;