Forgive, illustrious Country! these deep sighs,
Heaved less for thy bright plains and hills bestrown
With monuments decayed or overthrown,
For all that tottering stands or prostrate lies,
Than for like scenes in moral vision shown,
Ruin perceived for keener sympathies;
Faith crushed, yet proud of weeds, her gaudy crown;
Virtues laid low, and mouldering energies.
Yet why prolong this mournful strain? Fallen Power,
Thy fortunes, twice exalted, might provoke
Verse to glad notes prophetic of the hour
When thou, uprisen, shalt break thy double yoke,
And enter, with prompt aid from the Most High,
On the third stage of thy great destiny.
Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xi. - From The Alban Hills, Looking Towards Rome
William Wordsworth
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Poem topics: destiny, faith, power, crown, deep, great, bright, country, forgive, glad, high, vision, verse, stage, fallen, prolong, break, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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