And ever shall his laurels greenly wave,—
Still flourishing with time, for time can ne'er
Blight his deserved renown not even there,—
Over his bloody and untimely grave.
Where flew the Eagle in its wide domain,
There was he ever foremost in the fight,
Leading his band of heroes, strong in might,
To conquest still,—In Switzerland and Spain,
And where the Rhine, majestic to the main,
Through many fertile lands, doth proudly flow,