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THE ARGUMENT	A
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Almagro's expedition to Chili his troops suffer great hardships from cold in crossing the Andes they reach Chili the Chilese make a brave resistance the revolt of the Peruvians in Cuzco they are led on by Manco Capac the successor of Ataliba his parting with Cora his wife the Peruvians regain half their city Almagro leaves Chili to avoid the Andes he crosses a vast desert his troops can find no water the rest divide in two bands Alphonso leads the second band which soon reaches a fertile valley the Spaniards observe the natives are employed in searching the streams for gold they resolve to attack them	B
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PERU	C
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CANTO THE FOURTH	D
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Now the stern partner of Pizarro's toils	E
Almagro lur'd by hope of golden spoils	E
To distant Chili's ever verdant meads	F
Thro' paths untrod a band of warriors leads	F
O'er the high Andes' frozen steeps they go	G
And wander mid' eternal hills of snow	G
In vain the vivifying orb of day	H
Darts on th' impervious ice his fervent ray	H
Cold keen as chains the oceans of the Pole	I
Numbs the shrunk frame and chills the vig'rous soul	I
At length they reach luxuriant Chili's plain	J
Where ends the dreary bound of winter's reign	J
Where spring sheds odours thro' th' unvaried year	K
And bathes the flower of summer with her tear	L
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When first the brave Chilese with eager glance	M
Behold the hostile sons of Spain advance	M
Heard the loud thunder of the cannon crash	N
And view'd the light'ning of the instant flash	N
The threat'ning sabre red with purple streams	O
The lance that quiver'd in the solar beams	O
With pale surprise they saw the lowring storm	P
Where hung dark danger in an unknown form	P
But soon their spirits stung with gen'rous shame	Q
Renounce each terror and for vengeance flame	Q
Pant high with sacred freedom's ardent glow	G
And met intrepid the superiour foe	G
Long unsubdu'd by stern Almagro's train	J
Their valiant tribes unequal fight maintain	J
Long victory hover'd doubtful o'er the field	R
And oft she forc'd Iberia's band to yield	R
Oft tore from Spain's proud head her laurel bough	S
And bade it blossom on Peruvia's brow	S
When sudden tidings reach'd Almagro's ear	T
That shook the warrior's soul with doubt and fear	K
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Of murder'd Ataliba's royal race	U
There yet remain'd a youth of blooming grace	U
Who pin'd the captive of relentless Spain	J
And long in Cusco dragg'd her galling chain	J
Capac his name whose soul indignant bears	V
The rankling fetters and revenge prepares	V
But since his daring spirit must forego	G
The hope to rush upon the tyrant foe	G
Led by his parent orb that gives the day	H
And fierce as darts the keen meridian ray	H
He vows to bend unseen his hostile course	W
Then on the victors rise with latent force	W
As sudden from its cloud the brooding storm	P
Bursts in the thunder's voice the lightning's form	P
For this from stern Pizarro he obtains	X
The boon enlarg'd to seek the neighb'ring plains	X
For one bless'd day and with his friends unite	Y
To crown with solemn pomp an ancient rite	Y
Share the dear pleasures of the social hour	Z
And mid' their fetters twine one festal flower	Z
So spoke the Prince far other thoughts possest	Y
Far other purpose animates his breast	Y
For now Peruvia's nobles he commands	A2
To lead with silent step her martial bands	A2
Forth to the destin'd spot prepar'd to dare	L
The fiercest shock of dire unequal war	B2
While every tender human interest pleads	F
And urges the firm soul to lofty deeds	F
Now Capac hail'd th' eventful morning's light	Y
Rose with its dawn and panted for the fight	Y
But first with fondness to his heart he prest	Y
The tender Cora partner of his breast	Y
Who with her lord had sought the dungeon's gloom	C2
And wasted there in grief her early bloom	C2
No more he cried no more my love shall feel	D2
The mingled agonies I fly to heal	D2
I go but soon exulting shall return	E2
And bid my faithful Cora cease to mourn	F2
For oh amid' each pang my bosom knows	G2
What wastes what wounds it most are Cora's woes	G2
Sweet was the love that crown'd our happier hours	H2
And shed new fragrance o'er a path of flowers	H2
But sure divided sorrow more endears	H2
The tie that passion seals with mutual tears	H2
He paus'd fast flowing drops bedew'd her eyes	H2
While thus in mournful accents she replies	H2
Still let me feel the pressure of thy chain	J
Still share the fetters which my love detain	J
Those piercing irons to my soul are dear	K
Nor will their sharpness wound while thou art near	K
Oh think not when in thee alone I live	I2
This breast can bear the pain thy dangers give	J2
Look on our helpless babe in mis'ry nurst	Y
My child my child thy mother's heart will burst	Y
Methinks I see the raging battle rise	H2
And hear this harmless suff'rer's feeble cries	H2
I view the blades that pour a sanguine flood	Y
And plunge their cruel edge in infant blood	Y
She could no more her falt'ring accents die	Y
Yet her soul spoke expressive in her eye	Y
Her lord beholds her grief with tender pain	J
And leads her breathless to a shelt'ring fane	J
Now high in air his feather'd standard waves	H2
And soon from shrouding woods and hollow caves	H2
A num'rous host along the plain appear	K
And hail their monarch with a gen'rous tear	L
To Cusco's gate now rush th' increasing throngs	H2
And such their ardor rouz'd by sense of wrongs	H2
That vainly would Pizarro's vet'ran force	H2
Arrest the torrent in its raging course	H2
In vain his murd'ring bands terrific stood	Y
And plung'd their sabres in a sea of blood	Y
Danger and death Peruvia's sons disdain	J
And half their captive city soon regain	J
With such pure joy the natives view their lord	Y
To the warm wishes of their souls restor'd	Y
As feels the tender child whom force had torn	F2
From his lov'd home and bruis'd the flower of morn	F2
When his fond searching eye again beholds	H2
His mother's form when in her arms she folds	H2
The long lost child who bathes with tears her face	H2
And finds his safety in her dear embrace	H2
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Soon as Almagro heard applauding fame	Q
The triumphs of Peruvia loud proclaim	Q
Unconquer'd Chili's vale he swift forsakes	H2
And his bold course to distant Cusco takes	H2
Shuns Andes' icy shower its chilling snows	H2
The arrowy gale that on its summit blows	H2
A burning desart undismay'd he past	Y
And meets the ardours of the fiery blast	Y
Now as along the sultry waste they move	K2
The keenest pang of raging thirst they prove	K2
No cooling fruit its grateful juice distils	H2
Nor flows one balmy drop from crystal rills	H2
For nature sickens in th' oppressive beam	L2
That shrinks the vernal bud and dries the stream	L2
While horror as his giant stature grows	H2
O'er the drear void his spreading shadow throws	H2
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Almagro's band now pale and fainting stray	H
While death oft barr'd the sinking warrior's way	H
At length the chief divides his martial force	H2
And bids Alphonso by a sep'rate course	H2
Lead o'er the hideous desart half his train	J
And search he cried this drear uncultur'd plain	J
Perchance some fruitage withering in the breeze	H2
The pains of lessen'd numbers may appease	H2
Or Heav'n in pity from some genial shower	Z
On the parch'd lip one precious drop may pour	B2
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Not far the troops of young Alphonso went	Y
When sudden from a rising hill's ascent	Y
They view a valley fed by fertile springs	H2
Which Andes from his lofty summit flings	H2
Where summer's flowers their mingled odours shed	Y
And wildly bloom a waste by beauty spread	Y
To the charm'd warrior's eye the vernal scene	M2
That 'mid the howling desart smil'd serene	M2
Appear'd like nature rising from the breast	Y
Of chaos in her infant graces drest	Y
When warbling angels hail'd the lovely birth	N2
And stoop'd from heav'n to bless the new born earth	N2
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And now Alphonso and his martial band	Y
On the rich border of the valley stand	Y
They quaff the limpid stream with eager haste	Y
And the pure juice that swells the fruitage taste	Y
Then give to balmy rest the night's still hours	H2
Fann'd by the sighing gale that shuts the flowers	H2
Soon as the purple beam of morning glows	H2
Refresh'd from all their toils the warriors rose	H2
And saw the gentle natives of the mead	Y
Search the clear currents for the golden seed	Y
Which from the mountain's height with headlong sweep	O2
The torrents bear in many a shining heap	O2
Iberia's sons beheld with anxious brow	S
The tempting lure then breathe th' unpitying vow	S
O'er those fair lawns to pour a sanguine flood	Y
And dye those lucid streams with waves of blood	Y
Thus while the humming bird in beauty drest	Y
Enchanting offspring of the ardent West	Y
Attunes his soothing song to notes of love	P2
Mild as the murmurs of the mourning dove	P2
While his soft plumage glows with brighter hues	H2
And while with tender bill he sips the dews	H2
The savage Condor on terrific wings	H2
From Andes' frozen steep relentless springs	H2
And quiv'ring in his fangs his hapless prey	H
Drops his gay plume and sighs his soul away	H

Helen Maria Williams

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