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In Genoa when the sunset gave	A
Its last warm purple to the wave	A
No sound of war no voice of fear	B
Was heard announcing danger near	B
Though deadliest foes were there whose hate	C
But slumber'd till its hour of fate	C
Yet calmly at the twilight's close	D
Sunk the wide city to repose	E
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But when deep midnight reign'd around	F
All sudden woke the alarm bell's sound	F
Full swelling while the hollow breeze	G
Bore its dread summons o'er the seas	G
Then Genoa from their slumber started	H
Thy sons the free the fearless hearted	H
Then mingled with th' awakening peal	I
Voices and steps and clash of steel	I
Arm warriors arm for danger calls	J
Arise to guard your native walls	J
With breathless haste the gathering throng	K
Hurry the echoing streets along	K
Through darkness rushing to the scene	L
Where their bold counsels still convene	L
But there a blaze of torches bright	M
Pours its red radiance on the night	M
O'er fane and dome and column playing	N
With every fitful night wind swaying	N
Now floating o'er each tall arcade	O
Around the pillar'd scene display'd	O
In light relieved by depth of shade	O
And now with ruddy meteor glare	P
Full streaming on the silvery hair	P
And the bright cross of him who stands	Q
Rearing that sign with suppliant hands	Q
Girt with his consecrated train	R
The hallow'd servants of the fane	R
Of life's past woes the fading trace	S
Hath given that aged patriarch's face	S
Expression holy deep resign'd	T
The calm sublimity of mind	T
Years o'er his snowy head have pass'd	U
And left him of his race the last	U
Alone on earth yet still his mien	L
Is bright with majesty serene	L
And those high hopes whose guiding star	V
Shines from th' eternal worlds afar	V
Have with that light illumed his eye	W
Whose fount is immortality	X
And o'er his features pour'd a ray	Y
Of glory not to pass away	Y
He seems a being who hath known	Z
Communion with his God alone	Z
On earth by nought but pity's tie	W
Detain'd a moment from on high	W
One to sublimer worlds allied	A2
One from all passion purified	A2
E'en now half mingled with the sky	W
And all prepared oh not to die	W
But like the prophet to aspire	B2
In heaven's triumphal car of fire	C2
He speaks and from the throngs around	F
Is heard not e'en a whisper's sound	F
Awe struck each heart and fix'd each glance	D2
They stand as in a spell bound trance	D2
He speaks oh Who can hear nor own	Z
The might of each prevailing tone	Z
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'Chieftains and warriors ye so long	K
Aroused to strife by mutual wrong	K
Whose fierce and far transmitted hate	C
Hath made your country desolate	E2
Now by the love ye bear her name	F2
By that pure spark of holy flame	F2
On freedom's altar brightly burning	N
But once extinguish'd ne'er returning	N
By all your hopes of bliss to come	G2
When burst the bondage of the tomb	H2
By Him the God who bade us live	I2
To aid each other and forgive	J2
I call upon ye to resign	K2
Your discords at your country's shrine	K2
Each ancient feud in peace atone	Z
Wield your keen swords for her alone	Z
And swear upon the cross to cast	U
Oblivion's mantle o'er the past '	-
	-
No voice replies the holy bands	Q
Advance to where you chieftain stands	Q
With folded arms and brow of gloom	H2
O'er shadow'd by his floating plume	H2
To him they lift the cross in vain	R
He turns oh say not with disdain	R
But with a mien of haughty grief	L2
That seeks not e'en from heaven relief	L2
He rends his robes he sternly speaks	M2
Yet tears are on the warrior's cheeks	M2
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'Father not thus the wounds may close	D
Inflicted by eternal foes	E
Deem'st thou thy mandate can efface	S
The dread volcano's burning trace	S
Or bid the earthquake's ravaged scene	L
Be smiling as it once hath been	N2
No for the deeds the sword hath done	O2
Forgiveness is not lightly won	O2
The words by hatred spoke may not	P2
Be as a summer breeze forgot	P2
'Tis vain we deem the war feud's rage	Q2
A portion of our heritage	R2
Leaders now slumbering with their fame	F2
Bequeath's us that undying flame	F2
Hearts that have long been still and cold	S2
Yet rule us from their silent mould	S2
And voices heard on earth no more	T2
Speak to our spirits as of yore	T2
Talk not of mercy blood alone	Z
The stain of bloodshed may atone	Z
Nought else can pay that mighty debt	U2
The dead forbid us to forget '	-
	-
He pauses from the partiarch's brow	V2
There beams more lofty grandeur now	V2
His reverend form his aged hand	W2
Assume a gesture of command	W2
His voice is awful and his eye	W
Fill's with prophetic majesty	X
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'The dead and deem'st thou they retain	R
Aught of terrestrial passion's stain	R
Of guilt incurr'd in days gone by	W
Aught but the fearful penalty	X
And say'st thou mortal blood alone	Z
For deeds of slaughter may atone	Z
There hath been blood by Him 'twas shed	X2
To expiate every crime who bled	X2
Th' absolving God who died to save	A
And rose in victory from the grave	A
And by that stainless offering given	O2
Alike for all on earth to heaven	O2
By that inevitable hour	C2
When death shall vanquish pride and power	C2
And each departing passion's force	Y2
Concentrate all in late remorse	Y2
And by the day when doom shall be	X
Pass'd on earth's millions and on thee	X
The doom that shall not be repeal'd	Z2
Once utter'd and for ever seal'd	Z2
I summon thee O child of clay	Y
To cast thy darker thoughts away	Y
And meet thy foes in peace and love	A3
As thou would'st join the blest above '	-
	-
Still as he speaks unwonted feeling	N
Is o'er the chieftain's bosom stealing	N
Oh not in vain the pleading cries	B3
Of anxious thousands round him rise	B3
He yields devotion's mingled sense	C3
Of faith and fear and penitence	C3
Pervading all his soul he bows	C3
To offer on the cross his vows	C3
And that best incense to the skies	C3
Each evil passion's sacrifice	C3
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Then tears from warriors' eyes were flowing	N
High hearts with soft emotions glowing	N
Stern foes as long loved brothers greeting	N
And ardent throngs in transport meeting	N
And eager footsteps forward pressing	N
And accents loud in joyous blessing	N
And when their first wild tumults cease	C3
A thousand voices echo 'Peace '	-
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Twilight's dim mist hath roll'd away	Y
And the rich Orient burns with day	Y
Then as to greet the sunbeam's birth	D3
Rises the choral hymn of earth	D3
Th' exulting strain through Genoa swelling	N
Of peace and holy rapture telling	N
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Far float the sounds o'er vale and steep	E3
The seaman hears them on the deep	E3
So mellow'd by the gale they seem	F3
As the wild music of a dream	F3
But not on mortal ear alone	Z
Peals the triumphant anthem's tone	Z
For beings of a purer sphere	B
Bend with celestial joy to hear	G3

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