The Weekly Kansas chief. [volume] (Troy, Kan.) 1872-1918, 1873-05-01
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DREAMS m TaE INVALlDES.
Long had Napoleon slept afar in his Atlantic grave
His tomb the se his vault the sky that met the ercns
The willow .hivered in the wind the bird wheeled and
Above .s lone bvoo.e where the esnqueror lay and
Tier .srs s..s 70, 70 f.s. the .; s.p 49,.
Saw. the .p as of the ssnps.t or the sen Of deep
Tvsre well to lend our quiet reign gliding Of
That terrible kings shall work peaceful spell
Co. bring the hero back to France t" the people
So they bore him DER the main.
which had shrob6sd With :. the trunphs and
Of his reign
They buried him beneath the dome that rooted the warrior.
Who in their youth still followed where his Eagles led the
An day ba...lions by the wall. with and banner
The ancient sentres do.s above the Emperor dreams
And, responding to the sweep
OF the Thoughts that throng his sleep.
The troubled nation heaves the hurricane the deep
Hi. dream. ar. of his destiny its spendor. and its gloom.
HIS Hateful past hs purPo.sS nov Scmsd sna Y .nom
S'o's sn,1n n.sr .Hsx A ''- '
Departed I'll. i%prs.. ssey win nor wholly pa. away
AZ b. visions come sId 60
Electric through the heart Of France the martial currents
low
near sm sne SOUNDS 'na' s'ee'e' INC "ne' n0"
APp!Audng Paris echoes s.ck the army Hid scc ca
Ths Of is.n .Ss an he Coosuists
And yet ioad M. rolls U. ,i s.ta'n'
step to iofer empire Der the Austrian nssPs Of sain
VI
How long shall this tame monarchy my warke realm
swim nsarreeton drives them ior'n - "nr"'nd' chase
ar md: "
,v,,. ~ n Re gains the imperis. .L chair I.
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VII
Chill the vision rising now Of endless fields of snow;
An dark the sky in the east the burning city glow
the waste with dead and trace their path'
s.,, .Twas The gathsring e my night w,
VIII
Not long the Second Empire waits unanswering the
dead
their h0rsemen' baekpases fash the sun Of Aus
There are trinmghs yet in store,
where with the mighty s-.-Power leagned we'll beard
the Gar once more
the hills and gray the cliffs that BY Almas
flow,
Up the green slopes that voey death the redlad men
And the Russians slow give back
TILL from the seaward flank the Turk discerns their flying
track
T.
Onward her towers all bright against the Euxnes azure
topol:
Their camps whitening all the hills their fleets cloud
Close the trenches unduate with fiery fatal sweep
Till aloft in thunder fly
And Russias pride and Frances hate amid the ruins le
IL
ustra prompt to parley with foot her breast
thrust!
Shall forgive such perdy forego revenge 50 JUST
In misfortune left my side:
XII.
France bows before will like csrn that feels the unseen
p,,. fast fat; ,.. -. ...,.. .. r,.;..,.
Bshtens past her walls retreat her tyrants broken
ranks Is
Then ali her bells ring clear
And all her people cheer
As follow on the Austrian tracks, Guard Zouave and
CuiIassier
XIII.
seems TO come his voice who gave those fields his
sastiglions cheers them and Tomato bids them hail.
from Medoe and ArcOla come greetings ON the gale;
Low down. Where Man.ua lies
And Rivo from yonder hills in trumpet tone replies
XIV.
hill tower looks DER IDmbsrdy mid cvpressea and viues
here right and far left extend the embatted
around the tower along the plain the French the charge
renew;
Still the foe that ground maintains.
Crimson with tho slaughter stains.
Nv.
White on the hill lie Austrian dead blue beaps below them
till ring the shot the still from hill to hill reply;
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