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A Poem Which Obtained the Chancellor's Medal at the Cambridge Commencement July	A
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Oh land to Memory and to Freedom dear	B
Land of the melting lyre and conquering spear	B
Land of the vine clad hill the fragrant grove	C
Of arts and arms of Genius and of Love	D
Hear fairest Italy Though now no more	E
The glittering eagles awe the Atlantic shore	E
Nor at thy feet the gorgeous Orient flings	F
The blood bought treasures of her tawny Kings	F
Though vanished all that formed thine old renown	G
The laurel garland and the jewelled crown	G
The avenging poniard the victorious sword	H
Which reared thine empire or thy rights restored	H
Yet still the constant Muses haunt thy shore	E
And love to linger where they dwelt of yore	E
If e'er of old they deigned with favouring smile	I
To tread the sea girt shores of Albion's isle	I
To smooth with classic arts our rugged tongue	J
And warm with classic glow the British song	K
Oh bid them snatch their silent harps which wave	L
On the lone oak that shades thy Maro's grave	L
And sweep with magic hand the slumbering strings	F
To fire the poet For thy clime he sings	F
Thy scenes of gay delight and wild despair	M
Thy varied forms of awful and of fair	M
How rich that climate's sweets how wild its storms	N
What charms array it and what rage deforms	N
Well have they mouldering walls Pompeii known	O
Decked in those charms and by that rage o'erthrown	O
Sad City gayly dawned thy latest day	P
And poured its radiance on the scene as gay	P
The leaves scarce rustled in the sighing breeze	N
In azure dimples curled the sparkling seas	N
And as the golden tide of light they quaffed	P
Campania's sunny meads and vineyards laughed	P
While gleamed each lichened oak and giant pine	O
On the far sides of swarthy Apennine	O
Then mirth and music through Pompeii rung	J
Then verdant wreaths on all her portals hung	J
Her sons with solemn rite and jocund lay	P
Hailed the glad splendours of that festal day	P
With fillets bound the hoary priests advance	N
And rosy virgins braid the choral dance	N
The rugged warrior here unbends awhile	I
His iron front and deigns a transient smile	I
There frantic with delight the ruddy boy	Q
Scarce treads on earth and bounds and laughs with joy	Q
From every crowded altar perfumes rise	N
In billowy clouds of fragrance to the skies	N
The milk white monarch of the herd they lead	P
With gilded horns at yonder shrine to bleed	P
And while the victim crops the broidered plain	O
And frisks and gambols towards the destined fane	O
They little deem that like himself they stray	P
To death unconscious o'er a flowery way	P
Heedless like him the impending stroke await	P
And sport and wanton on the brink of fate	P
What 'vails it that where yonder heights aspire	R
With ashes piled and scathed with rills of fire	S
Gigantic phantoms dimly seem to glide	P
In misty files along the mountain's side	P
To view with threatening scowl your fated lands	N
And toward your city point their shadowy hands	N
In vain celestial omens prompted fear	B
And nature's signal spoke the ruin near	B
In vain through many a night ye viewed from far	T
The meteor flag of elemental war	E
Unroll its blazing folds from yonder height	P
In fearful sign of earth's intestine fight	P
In vain Vesuvius groaned with wrath supprest	P
And muttered thunder in his burning breast	P
Long since the Eagle from that flaming peak	U
Hath soared with screams a safer nest to seek	U
Awed by the infernal beacon's fitful glare	M
The howling fox hath left his wonted lair	M
Nor dares the browsing goat in venturous leap	V
To spring as erst from dizzy steep to steep	V
Man only mocks the peril Man alone	O
Defies the sulphurous flame the warning groan	O
While instinct humbler guardian wakes and saves	N
Proud reason sleeps nor knows the doom it braves	N
But see the opening theatre invites	N
The fates myriads to its gay delights	N
In in they swarm tumultuous as the roar	E
Of foaming breakers on a rocky shore	E
The enraptured throng in breathless transport views	N
The gorgeous temple of the Tragic Muse	N
There while her wand in shadowy pomp arrays	N
Ideal scenes and forms of other days	N
Fair as the hopes of youth a radiant band	P
The sister arts around her footstool stand	P
To deck their Queen and lend a milder grace	N
To the stern beauty of that awful face	N
Far far around the ravished eye surveys	N
The sculptured forms of Gods and heroes blaze	N
Above the echoing roofs the peal prolong	K
Of lofty converse or melodious song	K
While as the tones of passion sink or swell	W
Admiring thousands own the moral spell	W
Melt with the melting strains of fancied wo	X
With terror sicken or with transport glow	X
Oh for a voice like that which pealed of old	P
Through Salem's cedar courts and shrines of gold	P
And in wild accents round the trembling dome	Y
Proclaimed the havoc of avenging Rome	Y
While every palmy arch and sculptured tower	S
Shook with the footsteps of the parting power	S
Such voice might check your tears which idly stream	Z
For the vain phantoms of the poet's dream	Z
Might bid those terrors rise those sorrows flow	X
For other perils and for nearer wo	X
The hour is come Even now the sulphurous cloud	P
Involves the city in its funeral shroud	P
And far along Campania's azure sky	A
Expands its dark and boundless canopy	A2
The Sun though throned on heaven's meridian height	P
Burns red and rayless through that sickly night	P
Each bosom felt at once the shuddering thrill	B2
At once the music stopped The song was still	B2
None in that cloud's portentous shade might trace	N
The fearful changes of another's face	N
But through that horrid stillness each could hear	C2
His neighbour's throbbing heart beat high with fear	B
A moment's pause succeeds Then wildly rise	N
Grief's sobbing plaints and terror's frantic cries	N
The gates recoil and towards the narrow pass	N
In wild confusion rolls the living mass	N
Death when thy shadowy sceptre waves away	P
From his sad couch the prisoner decay	P
Though friendship view the close with glistening eye	A
And love's fond lips imbibe the parting sigh	A
By torture racked by kindness soothed in vain	O
The soul still clings to being and to pain	O
But when have wilder terrors clothed thy brow	D2
Or keener torments edged thy dart than now	D2
When with thy regal horrors vainly strove	C
The law of Nature and the power of Love	D
On mothers babes in vain for mercy call	E2
Beneath the feet of brothers brothers call	E2
Behold the dying wretch in vain upraise	N
Towards yonder well known face the accusing gaze	N
See trampled to the earth the expiring maid	P
Clings round her lover's feet and shrieks for aid	P
Vain is the imploring glance the frenzied cry	A
All all is fear to succour is to die	A
Saw ye how wild how red how broad a light	P
Burst on the darkness of that mid day night	P
As fierce Vesuvius scatter'd o'er the vale	F2
Her drifted flames and sheets of burning hail	F2
Shook hell's wan lightnings from his blazing cone	O
And gilded heaven with meteors not its own	O
The morn all blushing rose but sought in vain	O
The snowy villas and the flowery plain	O
The purpled hills with marshalled vineyards gay	P
The domes that sparkled in the sunny ray	P
Where art or nature late hath deck'd the scene	O
With blazing marble or with spangled green	O
There streaked by many a fiery torrent's bed	P
A boundless waste of hoary ashes spread	P
Along that dreary waste where lately rung	J
The festal lay which smiling virgins sung	J
Where rapture echoed from the warbling lute	P
And the gay dance resounded all is mute	P
Mute Is it Fancy shapes that wailing sound	P
Which faintly murmurs from the blasted ground	P
Or live there still who breathing in the tomb	G2
Curse the dark refuge which delays their doom	G2
In massive vaults on which the incumbent plain	O
And ruined city heap their weight in vain	O
Oh who may sing that hour of mortal strife	H2
When Nature calls on Death yet clings to life	H2
Who paint the wretch that draws sepulchral breath	I2
A living prisoner in the house of	D

Thomas Babbington Macaulay

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