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When in the Thracian dust uprooted lay	A
In ruin vast the strength of Italy	B
And Fate had doomed Hesperia's valleys green	C
And Tiber's shores	D
The trampling of barbarian steeds to feel	E
And from the leafless groves	F
On which the Northern Bear looks down	G
Had called the Gothic hordes	H
That Rome's proud walls might fall before their swords	H
Exhausted wet with brothers' blood	I
Alone sat Brutus in the dismal night	J
Resolved on death the gods implacable	K
Of heaven and hell he chides	L
And smites the listless drowsy air	M
With his fierce cries of anger and despair	M
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O foolish virtue empty mists	N
The realms of shadows are thy schools	O
And at thy heels repentance follows fast	P
To you ye marble gods	Q
If ye in Phlegethon reside or dwell	R
Above the clouds a mockery and scorn	S
Is the unhappy race	T
Of whom you temples ask	U
And fraudulent the law that you impose	V
Say then does earthly piety provoke	W
The anger of the gods	Q
O Jove dost thou protect the impious	X
And when the storm cloud rushes through the air	M
And thou thy thunderbolts dost aim	Y
Against the just dost thou impel the sacred flame	Y
Unconquered Fate and stern necessity	B
Oppress the feeble slaves of Death	Z
Unable to avert their injuries	A2
The common herd endure them patiently	B
But is the ill less hard to bear	M
Because it has no remedy	B
Does he who knows no hope no sorrow feel	E
The hero wages war with thee	B
Eternal deadly war ungracious Fate	B2
And knows not how to yield and thy right hand	C2
Imperious proudly shaking off	D2
E'en when it weighs upon him most	E2
Though conquered is triumphant still	F2
When his sharp sword inflicts the fatal blow	G2
And seeks with haughty smile the shades below	G2
	-
Who storms the gates of Tartarus	A2
Offends the gods	A2
Such valor does not suit forsooth	B
Their soft eternal bosoms no	G2
Or are our toils and miseries	A2
And all the anguish of our hearts	A2
A pleasant sport their leisure to beguile	H2
Yet no such life of crime and wretchedness	A2
But pure and free as her own woods and fields	A2
Nature to us prescribed a queen	C
And goddess once Since impious custom now	I2
Her happy realm hath scattered to the winds	A2
And other laws on this poor life imposed	J2
Will Nature of fool hardiness accuse	A2
The manly souls who such a life refuse	A2
	-
Of crime and their own sufferings ignorant	K2
Serene old age the beasts conducts	A2
Unto the death they ne'er foresee	A2
But if by misery impelled they sought	L2
To dash their heads against the rugged tree	A2
Or plunging headlong from the lofty rock	M2
Their limbs to scatter to the winds	A2
No law mysterious misconception dark	N2
Would the sad wish refuse to grant	O2
Of all that breathe the breath of life	P2
You only children of Prometheus feel	E
That life a burden hard to bear	M
Yet would you seek the silent shores of death	B
If sluggish fate the boon delay	A
To you alone stern Jove forbids the way	A
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And thou white moon art rising from the sea	A2
That with our blood is stained	Q2
The troubled night dost thou survey	A
And field so fatal unto Italy	A2
On brothers' breasts the conqueror treads	A2
The hills with fear are thrilled	R2
From her proud heights Rome totters to her fall	S2
And smilest thou upon the dismal scene	C
Lavinia's children from their birth	B
And all their prosperous years	A2
And well earned laurels hast thou seen	C
And thou wilt smile with ray unchanged	T2
Upon the Alps when bowed with grief and shame	Y
The haughty city desolate and lone	U2
Beneath the tread of Gothic hordes shall groan	U2
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Behold amid the naked rocks	A2
Or on the verdant bough the beast and bird	V2
Whose breasts are ne'er by thought or memory stirred	V2
Of the vast ruin take no heed	W2
Or of the altered fortunes of the world	X2
And when the humble herdsman's cot	Y2
Is tinted with the earliest rays of dawn	Z2
The one will wake the valleys with his song	A3
The other o'er the cliffs the frightened throng	A3
Of smaller beasts before him drive	B3
O foolish race Most wretched we of all	S2
Nor are these blood stained fields	A2
These caverns that our groans have heard	V2
Regardful of our misery	A2
Nor shines one star less brightly in the sky	C3
Not the deaf kings of heaven or hell	R
Or the unworthy earth	B
Or night do I in death invoke	W
Or thee last gleam the dying hour that cheers	A2
The voice of coming ages I no tomb	D3
Desire to be with sobs disturbed or with	B
The words and gifts of wretched fools adorned	E3
The times grow worse and worse	A2
And who unto a vile posterity	A2
The honor of great souls would trust	F3
Or fit atonement for their wrongs	A2
Then let the birds of prey around me wheel	E
And let my wretched corpse	A2
The lightning blast the wild beast tear	M
And let my name and memory melt in air	M

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