Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1879-05-07
TWO NEW POEMS BY TENNYsDN

TO PRINCESS ALICE" AND THE DEFESsE OF LUCK
now"
The following beautiful dedi,atory poem to the
Princess Alice" by Mr.. Tennysonope the new mum
Der Of the Nineteenth Century,"
Dead Princess, living Power, if that which lived
True life' live on-and if the fatal kiss,
Born OF true life and love. divorce thee not
From earthly love and life-H what we call
The spirit flash not all at once from out
This shadow into substance-theu perhaps
The meliow'd murmur OF the peoples praise
From thine own state end all our breadth of realm
Where love and louging dress thy deeds in light,
Ascends TO thee; aud this March moru that sees
Thy soldier brothers bridal orange bloom
Break thro' the ews and cypress of thy grave
And thine imperial mother smile again,
May send one ray to thee and who can tell
ThOu-EnKlands England loving daughter-thou
Dying 30 English tnou would'st have her dag
Borne on thy coffl-ghere is he eau swear
But that some broken CLEAN from poor earth
May touch thee while remembering thee, 1 lay
At thy pale feet this ballad OF the deeds
OF England, and her banner in the East?n
After this comes much longer poem on " The de-
fense OF Lucknow by the laureate. We present our
readers with the following extracts:
= Banner of England, not for season, O banner of
Britain. hast thou
Floated in conquering battle or apt to the battle
cry!
Never with mightier glory than when we had reared
thee on high.
Flying at top of the roofs in the ghlsy siege of Luck
now
Shot thro the staff or the halyar but ever we raised
thee anew,
And ever upon the topmost roof our banner of Eng
land blew.
Ay but the foe sprung his mine many times, and it
CHANGED GU day
Soon as the blast of that underground thun derclap
echo'd away.
Dark thrO' the smoke and the sulphur like so many
fends in their hell
Cannon shO;, musketshot volley on volley and yell
upon yell
Fercey on all the defences our myriad enemy fell.
What have they done? where is 1t? Out yonder Guard
the Redan!
Storm at ths wate-gate storm at the Bailey gate
storm. and it ran
Surging aud sSaying all round us, every
side
Punges and heaves at bank that is daily drowned by
the tide
So many thousands that If they be bold enough who
shall escape?
Kill be kilrd, live die, they shall know are
soldiers and men
Ready take aim at their leaders-ther masses are
gapp'd with our grape
tuey reel lKe the wave, ike tle wave Ullg
ing forw ard again.
Flying and foird at the last by the handful they
could no. subdue;
And ever upon the topmost roof our banner of Eng
land blew.
Then on another wild morning another wild earth
quake out-tore
Clean from our liues of defense ten or twelve good
PAGES or more.
Rifeman, high on the roof hidden there from the
light of the sun
One has eapt up on the breach, crying OUT Follow
me! follow men'
Mark himhe falls then another, and him, too. and
down goes he.
Had they been bold enough then. who tell but the
traitors had won?
Boardngs and rafters and doors-an embrasure! make
way for the gun
Now double charge 1t with grape 1t is charged and
we ire, and they run.
Praise to Indian brothers, and let the dark face
have his due!
Thanks to the kindly dark faces who fought with us
faithful and few.
Fought with the bravest among us. and drove them,
and smote them. and slew,
That ever upon the topmost roof banner In India
blew.
Hark cannonade fusillade is it true what was told by
the scout?
Outram and Havelock breaking their way through the
fell mutineers!
Surely the pibroch of Europe ringing aga in in
ears
All on sudden the garrison utter jubilant shout.
Have.ock's glorions Highlauders answer with cor
quering cheers.
Forth from their holes and their hdings our women
and children come out,
Blessing the wholesome white faces of Havelock g
good fusileers.
Kissing the harden'd hand of the Highlander wet
with their tears !
Dance to the pibroch !-saved we are saved lis 1t
you? is it you?
Saved by the valor of Havelock saved by the blessing
of Heaven
Hold it for fifteen days ~ have held it for eighty
seven
And ever aoft on the palace roof the old banner of
England blew.