("Ode to Napoleon".--Byron).
'Tis done, but yesterday a King,
And armed with Kings to strive,
And now thou art a nameless thing
So abject--yet alive.
The triumph and the vanity,
The rapture of the strife,
The earthquake voice of victory
To thee the breath of life.
The sword, the sceptre, and that sway
Which man seemed made but to obey
All quelled! Dark spirit, what must be
The madness of thy memory? Boston Globe.
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