Non potuisse!
“Happier were it to have sunk amidst the ruins of Sarum, or to have perished in the plains of Gatton,
Sævus ubi Æacidæ telo jacet Hector, ubi ingens
Sarpedon——
“than to be thus sent adrift, single-masted and disabled, on the doubtful sea of political adventure. They who now fall,
Sumptis apud Ilion armis.
“will meet no inglorious fate; under the banners of Peel, or the shield of Wetherall, it will be honourable to be conquered; and the page of history will supply a never-dying splendour for the illustrious patriots whose destinies were sealed by the Parliament of 1831. But to be denied this noble privilege, to remain a still-enduring monument of the wrongs inflicted, and of the mercies awarded! to be held up as an example of the wisdom of half-measures, and the policy of semi-destruction! to be denied the consolation of despair! and to be snatched from the gulph of ruin to an acuter sensation of helplessness!
Σκληροκαρδιος αρ’ ειῃ
Ὁτῳ ταδ’ ου μελησεἰ.
“The remainder of this classic dirge, or ælinon, no less remarkable for the purity of its diction than for the fine