FRANCE .

Dove that found birth within an eagle's nest,
Bauble of circumstance and shifting fate,
Thou wast too young to know thy imperial state,
Before thy marvelous father, foe-oppressed,

Fell like a hero! And thou hadst not guessed,
In thy sweet, guileless play, that thou wast great,
And that his name, with its gigantic weight,
Upon thy weakness was ordained to rest.

When thou in after years, with tears and pain,
The dazzling records of his deeds supreme,
With all their pomp and splendor, didst peruse,
How must have passed in thy bewildered brain
Fantastic visions, fugitive as a dream,
Of glorious Jenas and dire Waterloos!