Richard Chenevix Trench (Ричард Ченевикс Тренч)

Poland, 1831

The nations may not be trod out, and quite
Obliterated from the world’s great page--
The nations, that have filled from age to age
Their place in story. They who in despite
Of this, a people’s first and holiest right,
In lust of unchecked power or brutal rage,
Against a people’s life such warfare wage,
With man no more, but with the Eternal fight.
They who break down the barriers He hath set,
Break down what would another time defend
And shelter their own selves: they who forget
(For the indulgence of the present will)
The lasting ordinances, in the end
Will rue their work, when ill shall sanction ill.

1. To the Same (Look, dearest, what a glory from the sun)
2. To the Same (Songs of deliverance compassed thee about)
3. To the Same (If sorrow came not near us, and the lore)
4. England (We look for, and have promise to behold)
5. The Same

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