Constitutional Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1824-1832, 1825-08-26
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IGNEZ De CASTRO.

IGNEZ De CASTRO.
'cs de- Castro, Gauo ihonncur dc IA princesse Con-
&c premiere femme de Don Pedro. on Pierre Pre-
T, iN'l te PORTUGAL, inspira violent amour 4 &c
&C, qui n'etoit encore qu'infant.
.nfant Don Ped.e epousa Ines en- secret, ct en- cut
Ie trenier Alfonso w. son pere: Tut instruit dc
e union; ct CONNIE il descrot unc alliance plus il
re, IL grit lie parti dc sacriiccr Ines Ia pohtique.
I Pedro furicux s'unit d'interet avec Ferdinand et
ares dc Castro freres de 81 naitressc. IL prend les
es contre son perc, eft met tout feu ct sang dams
provinces on les assassins avocnt ieurs bicns. Al
Sc ne put lie caner auen les bannissant dc son roy
lie. Des que Don Pedre tut sur lie trone il chcrch,
venger des meurtrers de son epouse.
Jon Pcdre 1T exhumer lie corps dimes. On lC re.
t d'habits supcrbes on lu NIT unc couroune sur l.
: ct les princpauN segners du Portugal vinrcut
dc tonnage cadavre, ct rcconnoitre luo.
lelr sou' crane. -DicttonntTe BiogrdEhique
l,otn ON the glorious dome,
Ch tie red vines waving bright,
On the streams winch sweep frGm their mountai,
O;'the flow re- of dcwy light; hom
Morn on the chestnut glades,
Ou the lemons living gold,
On the joyous brows of the village maids,
Which Loves own hand did mould.
There's music in the halls,
IN the palace balls of state,
Taught banners hang the frowninI walls.
Where gallant warriors wait;
And the horn is heard again;
While quick from east and west
Comes the gathering tread of martial men,
Dark plume, and golden crest.
There sits pEnccy form,
10 his foot pcoud knees bent
But his look is that of a dccp'ning storm
Der sunlit element;
And in his full black eye lives
A strong undying woe;
Night hath watched long and silently
Ills tears like Iain-drops flow
lie looks one whose frame
Hath risen from Fall and shroud,
An! he calls her softly by her name
lie calls and wecps aloud:
Or, Ignez. never thy voice
Shall pour its mellow strain,
How would my gticvirg soul Gvjoioc
To hear thee speak again.
Death sits upon thy lip,
On thy graceful lip, where Ok
Thy husband IgncZ sweets did sll.
While fond arms pi!lowed soft;
As then ;hou look DIST see thee yet,
In all that lie and nIcoTn,
o God, that we had never met,
Or filled the same cold tomb.
Rose Of oar lovely lasi
Soon thou ded'st--and died st for me-
For me-and by 4 fathers hand
That hand of cruelty:
The seraphs from their cl1ud-uuiit seGt
Thy mugd'regs doom have given;
My Father. can'st th0u, oaTs thou, NEE:
Ahe lightning eyes of Heaven
BE loud the trumpet blown
Bid the cannons' thuuders pea
Upon her forehead place the GOWN
Bid lords and warriors kneel;
It's done; and DER the solemn scene
~ aves many laurel wreath,
And the lords and warriors hail their Queen.
Who sits there dark in death.
BE loud the trumpet blown
BID the cannons' thunder5 peal;
Upon his forehead place the Crown
Bill lords aud warriors kncel;
IT'S dons; the skies with voices ring,
And hammers stately wave,
And the lords and warriors hail their King,
Mad pray the Cod; him
lie stands amid the best
And the bravcst OF his land,
la robes of regal purple drcst,
Wild sceptre in his hand;
lie stands with marble cheek,
While every whisper sleeps;
He striVeS-but all in vain
To speak: the king, the monarch, wecus
It's DER; lie moves as wont,
Aud the storm of grief is gone,
Upon his proud and waIlikc font
lsseen the King alone;
The throne of state he leaves
lie leaves his death cold queen.
And if the nonarch's heart s,i!l rricye-
II is 10 longer seen.