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O aspettata in ciel beata e bella	A
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IN SUPPORT OF THE PROPOSED CRUSADE AGAINST THE INFIDELS	B
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O spirit wish'd and waited for in heaven	C
That wearest gracefully our human clay	D
Not as with loading sin and earthly stain	E
Who lov'st our Lord's high bidding to obey	D
Henceforth to thee the way is plain and even	F
By which from hence to bliss we may attain	E
To waft o'er yonder main	E
Thy bark that bids the world adieu for aye	G
To seek a better strand	H
The western winds their ready wings expand	H
Which through the dangers of that dusky way	D
Where all deplore the first infringed command	H
Will guide her safe from primal bondage free	I
Reckless to stop or stay	D
To that true East where she desires to be	I
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Haply the faithful vows and zealous prayers	J
And pious tears by holy mortals shed	K
Have come before the mercy seat above	L
Yet vows of ours but little can bestead	K
Nor human orison such merit bears	J
As heavenly justice from its course can move	M
But He the King whom angels serve and love	L
His gracious eyes hath turn'd upon the land	K
Where on the cross He died	K
And a new Charlemagne hath qualified	K
To work the vengeance that on high was plann'd	K
For whose delay so long hath Europe sigh'd	K
Such mighty aid He brings his faithful spouse	N
That at its sound the pride	K
Of Babylon with trembling terror bows	O
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All dwellers 'twixt the hills and wild Garonne	E
The Rhodanus and Rhine and briny wave	P
Are banded under red cross banners brave	P
And all who honour'd guerdon fain would have	Q
From Pyrenees to the utmost west are gone	E
Leaving Iberia lorn of warriors keen	E
And Britain with the islands that are seen	E
Between the columns and the starry wain	E
Even to that land where shone	E
The far famed lore of sacred Helicon	E
Diverse in language weapon garb and strain	E
Of valour true with pious zeal rush on	E
What cause what love to this compared may be	I
What spouse or infant train	E
E'er kindled such a righteous enmity	I
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There is a portion of the world that lies	R
Far distant from the sun's all cheering ray	D
For ever wrapt in ice and gelid snows	S
There under cloudy skies in stinted day	D
A people dwell whose heart their clime outvies	S
By nature framed stern foemen of repose	S
Now new devotion in their bosom glows	S
With Gothic fury now they grasp the sword	K
Turk Arab and Chaldee	K
With all between us and that sanguine sea	S
Who trust in idol gods and slight the Lord	K
Thou know'st how soon their feeble strength would yield	K
A naked race fearful and indolent	K
Unused the brand to wield	K
Whose distant aim upon the wind is sent	K
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Now is the time to shake the ancient yoke	T
From off our necks and rend the veil aside	K
That long in darkness hath involved our eyes	S
Let all whom Heaven with genius hath supplied	K
And all who great Apollo's name invoke	T
With fiery eloquence point out the prize	S
With tongue and pen call on the brave to rise	S
If Orpheus and Amphion legends old	K
No marvel cause in thee	S
It were small wonder if Ausonia see	S
Collecting at thy call her children bold	K
Lifting the spear of Jesus joyfully	S
Nor if our ancient mother judge aright	K
Doth her rich page unfold	K
Such noble cause in any former fight	K
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Thou who hast scann'd to heap a treasure fair	U
Story of ancient day and modern time	V
Soaring with earthly frame to heaven sublime	V
Thou know'st from Mars' bold son her ruler prime	V
To great Augustus he whose waving hair	U
Was thrice in triumph wreathed with laurel green	E
How Rome hath of her blood still lavish been	E
To right the woes of many an injured land	K
And shall she now be slow	W
Her gratitude her piety to show	W
In Christian zeal to buckle on the brand	K
For Mary's glorious Son to deal the blow	W
What ills the impious foeman must betide	K
Who trust in mortal hand	K
If Christ himself lead on the adverse side	K
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And turn thy thoughts to Xerxes' rash emprize	S
Who dared in haste to tread our Europe's shore	X
Insult the sea with bridge and strange caprice	S
And thou shalt see for husbands then no more	X
The Persian matrons robed in mournful guise	S
And dyed with blood the seas of Salamis	S
Nor sole example this	S
The ruin of that Eastern king's design	E
That tells of victory nigh	G
See Marathon and stern Thermopyl	W
Closed by those few and chieftain leonine	E
And thousand deeds that blaze in history	S
Then bow in thankfulness both heart and knee	S
Before his holy shrine	E
Who such bright guerdon hath reserved for thee	S
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Thou shalt see Italy and that honour'd shore	X
O song a land debarr'd and hid from me	S
By neither flood nor hill	W
But love alone whose power hath virtue still	W
To witch though all his wiles be vanity	S
Nor Nature to avoid the snare hath skill	W
Go bid thy sisters hush their jealous fears	S
For other loves there be	S
Than that blind boy who causeth smiles and tears	S
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MISS FOSCOLO'S ESSAY	S
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O thou in heaven expected bright and blest	K
Spirit who from the common frailty free	S
Of human kind in human form art drest	K
God's handmaid dutiful and dear to thee	S
Henceforth the pathway easy lies and plain	E
By which from earth we bless eternal gain	E
Lo at the wish to waft thy venturous prore	S
From the blind world it fain would leave behind	K
And seek that better shore	S
Springs the sweet comfort of the western wind	K
Which safe amid this dark and dangerous vale	W
Where we our own the primal sin deplore	S
Right on shall guide her from her old chains freed	K
And without let or fail	W
Where havens her best hope to the true East shall lead	K
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Haply the suppliant tears of pious men	E
Their earnest vows and loving prayers at last	K
Unto the throne of heavenly grace have past	K
Yet breathed by human helplessness ah when	E
Had purest orison the skill and force	S
To bend eternal justice from its course	S
But He heaven's bounteous ruler from on high	G
On the sad sacred spot where erst He bled	K
Will turn his pitying eye	G
And through the spirit of our new Charles spread	K
Thirst of that vengeance whose too long delay	S
From general Europe wakes the bitter sigh	G
To his loved spouse such aid will He convey	S
That his dread voice to hear	S
Proud Babylon shall shrink assail'd with secret fear	S
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All by the gay Garonne the kingly Rhine	E
Between the blue Rhone and salt sea who dwell	W
All in whose bosoms worth and honour swell	W
Eagerly haste the Christian cross to join	E
Spain of her warlike sons from the far west	K
Unto the Pyrenee pours forth her best	K
Britannia and the Islands which are found	K
Northward from Calpe studding Ocean's breast	K
E'en to that land renown'd	K
In the rich lore of sacred Helicon	E
Various in arms and language garb and guise	S
With pious fury urge the bold emprize	S
What love was e'er so just so worthy known	E
Or when did holier flame	Y
Kindle the mind of man to a more noble aim	Y
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Far in the hardy north a land there lies	S
Buried in thick ribb'd ice and constant snows	S
Where scant the days and clouded are the skies	S
And seldom the bright sun his glad warmth throws	S
There enemy of peace by nature springs	S
A people to whom death no terror brings	S
If these with new devotedness we see	S
In Gothic fury baring the keen glaive	S
Turk Arab and Chaldee	K
All who between us and the Red Sea wave	S
To heathen gods bow the idolatrous knee	S
Arm and advance we heed not your blind rage	Z
A naked race timid in act and slow	W
Unskill'd the war to wage	Z
Whose far aim on the wind contrives a coward blow	W
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Now is the hour to free from the old yoke	T
Our gall d necks to rend the veil away	S
Too long permitted our dull sight to cloak	T
Now too should all whose breasts the heavenly ray	S
Of genius lights exert its powers sublime	V
And or in bold harangue or burning rhyme	V
Point the proud prize and fan the generous flame	Y
If Orpheus and Amphion credit claim	Y
Legends of distant time	V
Less marvel 'twere if at thy earnest call	W
Italia with her children should awake	A2
And wield the willing lance for Christ's dear sake	A2
Our ancient mother read she right in all	W
Her fortune's history ne'er	S
A cause of combat knew so glorious and so fair	S
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Thou whose keen mind has every theme explored	K
And truest ore from Time's rich treasury won	E
On earthly pinion who hast heavenward soar'd	K
Well knowest from her founder Mars' bold son	E
To great Augustus he whose brow around	K
Thrice was the laurel green in triumph bound	K
How Rome was ever lavish of her blood	K
The right to vindicate the weak redress	S
And now when gratitude	K
When piety appeal shall she do less	S
To avenge the injury and end the scorn	E
By blessed Mary's glorious offspring borne	E
What fear we while the heathen for success	S
Confide in human powers	S
If on the adverse side be Christ and his side ours	S
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Turn too when Xerxes our free shores to tread	K
Rush'd in hot haste and dream'd the perilous main	E
With scourge and fetter to chastise and chain	E
What see'st Wild wailing o'er their husbands dead	K
Persia's pale matrons wrapt in weeds of woe	W
And red with gore the gulf of Salamis	S
To prove our triumph certain to foreshow	W
The utter ruin of our Eastern foe	W
No single instance this	S
Miltiades and Marathon recall	W
See with his patriot few Leonidas	S
Closing Thermopyl thy bloody pass	S
Like them to dare and do to God let all	W
With heart and knee bow down	E
Who for our arms and age has kept this great renown	E
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Thou shalt see Italy that honour'd land	K
Which from my eyes O Song nor seas streams heights	S
So long have barr'd and bann'd	K
But love alone who with his haughty lights	S
The more allures me as he worse excites	S
Till nature fails against his constant wiles	S
Go then and join thy comrades not alone	E
Beneath fair female zone	E
Dwells Love who at his will moves us to tears or smiles	S
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MACGREGOR	S