A Sequel to Don Juan — page 175: what you’re looking at

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166 A SEQUEL To X XIX. Pride—g lory—power,—the tomb has taken them : J ena—Marengo—A uster litz—Arcole Have left behind no state, nor diadem For an inheritor of his great soul. Of every conquest the refulgent gem Adorns a crown which a base tyrant stole * From a confiding nation, on that day When Charles the Tenth from Cherbourg fled away. XXX. But I’m afraid that I am prolix growing ;— Yet when I get upon a favourite theme, I can’t prevent my ‘“ grey goose-quill’’ from slowing ; And stanza follows stanza in a stream. My heart beats rapidly, my cheek is glowing, My eyes flash with enthusiastic gleam, Whene’er I think of him whose lofty name Eclipses Jenghis Khan or Cesar’s fame. XXXL. Yes—it eclipsed them both, but not outshone The lustrous eyes of my sweet heroine, When, waking from her dreams, she gazed upon Him who a truant the whole day had been. He then related all that he had done Without allusion unto Adeline ; And at the narrative of his disaster, The tears ran down her cheeks faster and faster. * Louis Philippe promised Lafayette and the heroes of 1830, that his should be a throne surrounded by repunlican institutions. How well he has kept his word, France now can testify | CORNICLOOKS.6COLN