Ah, yes! Nature, and Thou, God of Nature,
Ye are ever bounteous!—Man alone,
Man it is whose frenzies desolate your
World, and make it in sad truth his own!
Here saw Frederick fall his bravest warriors—
Master of thy World, thou wert too great!
Heaven had need to stablish curbing-barriers
’Gainst thine inroads on the World of Fate!
O, could all thy coronals of splendour
Dupe thy memory of that ghastly day?