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ALMAGRO'S expedition to Chili His troops suffer great hardships from cold in crossing the Andes They reach Chili The Chilians make a brave resistance The revolt of the Peruvians in Cuzco They are led on by MANCO CAPAC the successor of ATALIBA 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 They divide into two bands ALPHONSO leads the second band which soon reaches a fertile valley The Spaniards observe that the natives are employed in searching the streams for gold They resolve to attack them	A
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Now the stern partner of PIZARRO'S toils	B
ALMAGRO lur'd by hope of golden spoils	B
To distant Chili's ever verdant meads	C
Through paths untrod a band of warriors leads	C
O'er the high Andes' frozen steeps they go	D
And wander 'mid eternal hills of snow	D
In vain the vivifying orb of day	E
Darts on th' impervious ice his fervent ray	E
Cold keen as chains the oceans of the pole	F
Numbs the shrunk frame and chills the vig'rous soul	F
At length they reach luxuriant Chili's plain	G
Where ends the dreary bound of winter's reign	G
When first the brave Chilese with eager glance	H
Beheld the hostile sons of Spain advance	H
Their threat'ning sabres red with purple streams	I
Their lances quiv'ring in the solar beams	I
With pale surprise they saw th' impending storm	J
Where low'ring danger wore an unknown form	J
But soon their spirits stung with gen'rous shame	K
Renounce each terror and for vengeance flame	K
Pant high with sacred freedom's ardent glow	D
And meet intrepid the superior foe	D
Long unsubdued by stern ALMAGRO'S train	G
Their valiant tribes unequal fight maintain	G
Long vict'ry hover'd doubtful o'er the field	L
And oft she forc'd IBERIA'S band to yield	L
Oft love from Spain's proud head her laurel bough	M
And bade it blossom on PERUVIA'S brow	M
When sudden tidings reach'd ALMAGRO'S ear	N
That shook the warrior's soul with doubt and fear	O
Of murder'd ATALIBA'S royal race	P
There yet remain'd a youth of blooming grace	P
Who pin'd the captive of relentless Spain	G
And long in Cuzco dragg'd her galling chain	G
CAPAC whose lofty soul indignant bears	Q
The rankling fetters and revenge prepares	Q
But since his daring spirit must forego	D
The hope to rush upon the tyrant foe	D
Led by his parent orb that gives the day	E
And fierce as darts the keen meridian ray	E
He vows to bend unseen his hostile course	R
Then on the victors rise with latent force	R
As sudden from its cloud the brooding storm	J
Bursts in the thunder's voice the light'ning's form	J
For this from stern PIZARRO he obtains	S
The boon enlarg'd to seek the neighb'ring plains	S
For one bless'd day and with his friend's unite	T
To crown with solemn pomp an antient rite	T
Share the dear pleasures of the social hour	U
And 'mid their fetters twine one festal flower	U
So spoke the Prince far other thoughts possest	T
Far other purpose animates his breast	T
For now PERUVIA'S Nobles he commands	V
To lead with silent step her martial bands	V
Forth to the destin'd spot prepared to dare	W
The fiercest shock of dire unequal war	X
While every sacred human interest pleads	C
And urges the firm soul to lofty deeds	C
Now CAPAC hail'd th' eventful morning's light	T
Rose with its dawn and panted for the fight	T
But first with fondness to his heart he prest	T
The tender CORA partner of his breast	T
Who with her lord had sought the dungeon's gloom	Y
And wasted there in grief her early bloom	Y
No more he cried no more my love shall feel	Z
The mingled agonies I fly to heal	Z
I go but soon exulting shall return	A2
And bid my faithful CORA cease to mourn	B2
For O amid each pang my bosom knows	C2
What wastes what wounds it most are CORA'S woes	C2
Sweet was the love that crown'd our happier hours	D2
And shed new fragrance o'er a path of flowers	D2
But sure divided sorrow more endears	D2
The tie that passion seals with mutual tears	D2
He paus'd Fast flowing drops bedew'd her eyes	D2
While thus in mournful accents she replies	D2
Still let me feel the pressure of thy chain	G
Still share the fetters which my love detain	G
The piercing iron to my soul is dear	O
Nor will its sharpness wound while thou art near	O
Look on our helpless babe in mis'ry nurst	T
My child my child thy mother's heart will burst	T
O wherefore bid the raging battle rise	D2
Nor hear this harmless suff'rer's feeble cries	D2
Look on those blades that pour a crimson flood	T
And plunge their cruel edge in infant blood	T
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She could no more he sees with tender pain	G
Her grief and leads her to a shelt'ring fane	G
Now high in air his feather'd standard waves	D2
And soon from shrouding woods and hollow caves	D2
To Cuzco's gate advance increasing throngs	D2
And such their ardour rous'd by sense of wrongs	D2
That vainly would PIZARRO'S vet'ran force	D2
Arrest the torrent in its raging course	D2
Danger and death PERUVIA'S sons disdain	G
And half their captive city soon regain	G
When stern ALMAGRO heard the voice of fame	K
The triumphs of PERUVIA loud proclaim	K
Unconquer'd Chili's vale he swift forsakes	D2
And his bold course to distant Cuzco takes	D2
But now he shuns the Andes' frozen snows	D2
The arrowy gale that on their summit blows	D2
A burning desert undismay'd he past	T
And meets the ardors of the fiery blast	T
As o'er the sultry waste they slowly move	E2
The keenest pang of raging thirst they prove	E2
No cooling fruit its grateful juice distils	D2
Nor flows one balmy drop from crystal rills	D2
For nature sickens in the parching beam	F2
That shrinks the vernal bud and dries the stream	F2
While horror as his giant stature grows	D2
O'er the drear void his spreading shadow throws	D2
ALMAGRO'S band now pale and fainting stray	E
While death oft barr'd the sinking warrior's way	E
At length the chief divides his martial force	D2
And bids ALPHONSO by a sep'rate course	D2
Lead o'er the hideous desert half his train	G
And search he cried this vast untrodden plain	G
Perchance some fruitage with'ring in the breeze	D2
The pains of lessen'd numbers may appease	D2
Or heaven in pity from some genial shower	U
On the parch'd lip one precious drop may pour	X
Not far the troops of young ALPHONSO went	T
When sudden from a rising hill's ascent	T
They view a valley fed by fertile springs	D2
Which Andes from his snowy summit flings	D2
Where summer's flowers humected odours shed	T
And wildly bloom a waste by beauty spread	T
And now ALPHONSO and his martial band	T
On the rich border of the valley stand	T
They quaff the limpid stream with eager haste	T
And the pure juice that swells the fruitage taste	T
Then give to balmy rest the night's still hours	D2
Fann'd by the cooling gale that shuts the flowers	D2
Soon as the purple beam of morning glows	D2
Refresh'd from all their toils the warriors rose	D2
And saw the gentle natives of the mead	T
Search the clear currents for the golden seed	T
Which from the mountain's height with headlong sweep	G2
The torrents bear in many a shining heap	G2
IBERIA'S sons beheld with anxious brow	M
The tempting lure then breathe th' unpitying vow	M
O'er those fair lawns to pour a sanguine flood	T
And dye those lucid streams with guiltless blood	T
Thus while the humming bird in beauty drest	T
Enchanting offspring of the ardent west	T
Attunes his tender song to notes of love	H2
Mild as the murmurs of the morning dove	H2
While his rich plumage glows with brighter hues	D2
And with soft bill he sips the scented dews	D2
The savage condor on terrific wings	D2
From Andes' frozen steeps relentless springs	D2
And quiv'ring in his fangs his helpless prey	E
Drops his weak wing and sighs his soul away	E

Helen Maria Williams

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