...the land wind, from woods of palm, And orange groves, and fields of balm, Blew o'er the Haytien seas. Bozzaris! with the storied brave Greece nurtured in...is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, Like torn branch from...

...the land wind from woods of palm. And orange groves, and fields of balm, Blew o'er the Haytian seas. Bozzaris ! with the storied brave Greece nurtured...is no prouder grave Even in her own proud clime." &c. pp. 12 — 14. This is truly, if we understand any thing of the matter, a magnificent passage,...

...the land wind, from woods of palm, And orange groves, and fields of balm, Blew o'er the Haytian seas. Bozzaris ! with the storied brave Greece nurtured...is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, Like torn branch from...

...know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine. But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,...few, the immortal names, That were not born to die. % LAVENTA. THOMPSON'. The lovely young Lavinia once had friends; And fortune smil'd deceitful on her...

...know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine. But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,...doom without a sigh; For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame'a — One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die. LAVINIA. THOMPSON. The lovely...

...know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine. 5 But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,...storied brave Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee—there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. We tell thy doom without a sigh ; For...

...know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine. But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word....storied brave Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Best thee — there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. We tell thy doom without a sigh...

...know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine. 5 But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,...millions yet to be. Bozzaris ! with the storied brave * Plaintive. Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee — there is no prouder grave, Even in...

...hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be. Bozzaris ! with the storied brave * Plaintive. Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee —...in her own proud clime. We tell thy doom without a sigli ; For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame's — One of the few, the immortal names, That were not...

...mother of thy boys, Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, Talk of thy doom without a sigh : For thou art Freedom's now,...few, the immortal names, That were not born to die. THE world is bright before thee,. Its summer flowers are thine, Its calm blue sky is o'er thee, To...