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No cloud to dim the splendour of the day	A
Which breaks o'er Naples and her lovely bay	A
And lights that brilliant sea and magic shore	B
With every tint that charmed the great of yore	B
The imperial ones of earth who proudly bade	C
Their marble domes e'en Ocean's realm invade	C
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That race is gone but glorious Nature here	D
Maintains unchanged her own sublime career	E
And bids these regions of the sun display	A
Bright hues surviving empires pass away	A
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The beam of heaven expands its kindling smile	F
Reveals each charm of many a fairy isle	F
Whose image floats in softer colouring drest	C
With all its rocks and vines on Ocean's breast	C
Misenum's cape hath caught the vivid ray	A
On Roman streamers there no more to play	A
Still as of old unalterably bright	C
Lovely it sleeps on Posilippo's height	C
With all Italia's sunshine to illume	G
The ilex canopy of Virgil's tomb	G
Campania's plains rejoice in light and spread	C
Their gay luxuriance o'er the mighty dead	C
Fair glittering to thine own transparent skies	H
Thy palaces exulting Naples rise	H
While far on high Vesuvius rears his peak	I
Furrowed and dark with many a lava streak	I
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Oh ye bright shores of Circe and the Muse	J
Rich with all Nature's and all fiction's hues	J
Who shall explore your regions and declare	K
The poet erred to paint Elysium there	K
Call up his spirit wanderer bid him guide	C
Thy steps those siren haunted seas beside	C
And all the scene a lovelier light shall wear	K
What though his dust be scattered and his urn	L
Long from its sanctuary of slumber torn	M
Still dwell the beings of his verse around	C
Hovering in beauty o'er the enchanted ground	C
His lays are murmured in each breeze that roves	J
Soft o'er the sunny waves and orange groves	J
His memory's charm is spread o'er shore and sea	J
The soul the genius of Parthenope	N
Shedding o'er myrtle shade and vine clad hill	O
The purple radiance of Elysium still	O
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Yet that fair soil and calm resplendent sky	P
Have witnessed many a dark reality	J
Oft o'er those bright blue seas the gale hath borne	M
The sighs of exiles never to return	L
There with the whisper of Campania's gale	Q
Hath mingled oft affection's funeral wail	Q
Mourning for buried heroes while to her	R
That glowing land was but her sepulchre	R
And there of old the dread mysterious moan	S
Swelled from strange voices of no mortal tone	S
And that wild trumpet whose unearthly note	C
Was heard at midnight o'er the hills to float	C
Around the spot where Agrippina died	C
Denouncing vengeance on the matricide	C
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Passed are those ages yet another crime	G
Another woe must stain the Elysian clime	G
There stands a scaffold on the sunny shore	R
It must be crimsoned ere the day is o'er	R
There is a throne in regal pomp arrayed	C
A scene of death from thence must be surveyed	C
Marked ye the rushing throngs each mien is pale	Q
Each hurried glance reveals a fearful tale	Q
But the deep workings of the indignant breast	C
Wrath hatred pity must be all suppressed	C
The burning tear awhile must check its course	J
The avenging thought concentrate all its force	J
For tyranny is near and will not brook	T
Aught but submission in each guarded look	T
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Girt with his fierce Provencals and with mien	U
Austere in triumph gazing on the scene	U
And in his eye a keen suspicious glance	J
Of jealous pride and restless vigilance	J
Behold the conqueror Vainly in his face	J
Of gentler feeling hope would seek a trace	J
Cold proud severe the spirit which hath lent	C
Its haughty stamp to each dark lineament	C
And pleading mercy in the sternness there	R
May read at once her sentence to despair	R
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But thou fair boy the beautiful the brave	V
Thus passing from the dungeon to the grave	V
While all is yet around thee which can give	W
A charm to earth and make it bless to live	X
Thou on whose form hath swelt a mother's eye	P
Till the deep love that not with thee shall die	P
Hath grown too full for utterance Can it be	J
And is this pomp of death prepared for	R
thee	J
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Young royal Conradin who shouldst have known	S
Of life as yet the sunny smile alone	S
Oh who can view thee in the pride and bloom	G
Of youth arrayed so richly for the tomb	G
Nor feel deep swelling in his inmost soul	Y
Emotions tyranny may ne'er control	Y
Bright victim to Ambition's altar led	C
Crowned with all flowers that heaven on earth can shed	C
Who from the oppressor towering in his pride	C
May hope for mercy if to thee denied	C
There is dead silence on the breathless throng	Z
Dead silence all the peopled shore along	Z
As on the captive moves the only sound	C
To break that calm so fearfully profound	C
The low sweet murmur of the rippling wave	V
Soft as it glides the smiling shore to lave	V
While on that shore his own fair heritage	A2
The youthful martyr to a tyrant's rage	B2
Is passing to his fate the eyes are dim	G
Which gaze through tears that dare not flow on him	G
He mounts the scaffold doth his footstep fail	Q
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Doth his lip quiver doth his cheek turn pale	Q
Oh it may be forgiven him if a thought	C
Cling to that world for him with beauty fraught	C
To all the hopes that promised glory's meed	C
And all the affections that with him shall bleed	C
If in his life's young dayspring while the rose	J
Of boyhood on his cheek yet freshly glows	J
One human fear convulse his parting breath	C2
And shrink from all the bitterness of death	C2
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But no the spirit of his royal race	J
Sits brightly on his brow that youthful face	J
Beams with heroic beauty and his eye	P
Is eloquent with injured majesty	C
He kneels but not to man his heart shall own	S
Such deep submission to his God alone	S
And who can tell with what sustaining power	R
That God may visit him in fate's dread hour	R
How the still voice which answers every moan	S
May speak of hope when hope on earth is gone	D2
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That solemn pause is o'er the youth hath given	E2
One glance of parting love to earth and heaven	E2
The sun rejoices in the unclouded sky	P
Life all around him glows and he must die	P
Yet 'midst his people undismayed he throws	J
The gage of vengeance for a thousand woes	J
Vengeance that like their own volcano's fire	R
May sleep suppressed a while but not expire	R
One softer image rises o'er his breast	C
One fond regret and all shall be at rest	C
'Alas for thee my mother who shall bear	R
To thy sad heart the tidings of despair	R
When thy lost child is gone ' that thought can thrill	O
His soul with pangs one moment more shall still	O
The lifted axe is glittering in the sun	E2
It falls the race of Conradin is run	E2
Yet from the blood which flows that shore to stain	F2
A voice shall cry to heaven and not in vain	F2
Gaze thou triumphant from thy gorgeous throne	S
In proud supremacy of guilt alone	S
Charles of Anjou but that dread voice shall be	C
A fearful summoner e'en yet to thee	C
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The scene of death is closed the throngs depart	C
A deep stern lesson graved on every heart	C
No pomp no funeral rites no streaming eyes	J
High minded boy may grace thine obsequies	J
Oh vainly royal and beloved thy grave	V
Unsanctified is bathed by Ocean's wave	V
Marked by no stone a rude neglected spot	C
Unhonoured unadorned but	C
unforgot	C
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For thy deep wrongs in tameless hearts shall live	X
Now mutely suffering never to forgive	W
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The sun fades from purple heavens away	A
A bark hath anchored in the unruffled bay	A
Thence on the beach descends a female form	G
Her mien with hope and tearful transport warm	G
But life hath left sad traces on her cheek	I
And her soft eyes a chastened heart bespeak	I
Inured to woes yet what were all the past	C
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She	C
sank not feebly 'neath affliction's blast	C
While one bright hope remained who now shall tell	G2
The uncrowned the widowed how her loved one fell	G2
To clasp her child to ransom and to save	V
The mother came and she hath found his grave	V
And by that grave transfixed in speechless grief	H2
Whose deathlike trance denies a tear's relief	H2
Awhile she kneels till	O

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

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