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Black fool why winter here These frozen skies	A
Worn by your wings and deafen'd by your cries	A
Should warn you hence where milder suns invite	B
And day alternates with his mother night	B
You fear perhaps your food will fail you there	C
Your human carnage that delicious fare	C
That lured you hither following still your friend	D
The great Napoleon to the world's bleak end	D
You fear because the southern climes pour'd forth	E
Their clustering nations to infest the north	E
Barvarians Austrians those who Drink the Po	F
And those who skirt the Tuscan seas below	F
With all Germania Neustria Belgia Gaul	G
Doom'd here to wade thro slaughter to their fall	G
You fear he left behind no wars to feed	H
His feather'd canibals and nurse the breed	H
Fear not my screamer call your greedy train	I
Sweep over Europe hurry back to Spain	I
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You'll find his legions there the valliant crew	J
Please best their master when they toil for you	J
Abundant there they spread the country o'er	K
And taint the breeze with every nation's gore	L
Iberian Lussian British widely strown	I
But still more wide and copious flows their own	I
Go where you will Calabria Malta Greece	M
Egypt and Syria still his fame increase	M
Domingo's fatten'd isle and India's plains	N
Glow deep with purple drawn from Gallic veins	N
No Raven's wing can stretch the flight so far	O
As the torn bandrols of Napoleon's war	L
Choose then your climate fix your best abode	P
He'll make you deserts and he'll bring you blood	Q
How could you fear a dearth have not mankind	R
Tho slain by millions millions left behind	R
Has not CONSCRIPTION still the power to weild	S
Her annual faulchion o'er the human field	T
A faithful harvester or if a man	I
Escape that gleaner shall he scape the BAN	I
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The triple BAN that like the hound of hell	U
Gripes with three joles to hold his victim well	U
Fear nothing then hatch fast your ravenous brood	V
Teach them to cry to Bonaparte for food	V
They'll be like you of all his suppliant train	I
The only class that never cries in vain	I
For see what mutual benefits you lend	D
The surest way to fix the mutual friend	D
While on his slaughter'd troops your tribes are fed	W
You cleanse his camp and carry off his dead	W
Imperial Scavenger but now you know	I
Your work is vain amid these hills of snow	I
His tentless troops are marbled thro with frost	X
And change to crystal when the breath is lost	X
Mere trunks of ice tho limb'd like human frames	Y
And lately warm'd with life's endearing flames	Y
They cannot taint the air the world impest	X
Nor can you tear one fiber from their breast	X
No from their visual sockets as they lie	Z
With beak and claws you cannot pluck an eye	Z
The frozen orb preserving still its form	A2
Defies your talons as it braves the storm	A2
But stands and stares to God as if to know	I
In what curst hands he leaves his world below	I
Fly then or starve tho all the dreadful road	X
From Minsk to Moskow with their bodies strow'd	X
May count some Myriads yet they can't suffice	B2
To feed you more beneath these dreary skies	A
Go back and winter in the wilds of Spain	I
Feast there awhile and in the next campaign	I
Rejoin your master for you'll find him then	I
With his new million of the race of men	I
Clothed in his thunders all his flags unfurl'd	X
Raging and storming o'er the prostrate world	X
War after war his hungry soul requires	C2
State after State shall sink beneath his fires	C2
Yet other Spains in victim smoke shall rise	A
And other Moskows suffocate the skies	A
Each land lie reeking with its people's slain	I
And not a stream run bloodless to the main	I
Till men resume their souls and dare to shed	X
Earth's total vengeance on the monster's head	X
Hurl from his blood built throne this king of woes	D2
Dash him to dust and let the world repose	D2

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