Not, STANHOPE! with the Patriot's doubtful name I mock thy worth -- Friend of the Human Race! Since scorning Faction's low and partial aim Aloof thou wendest in thy stately pace, Thyself redeeming from that leprous stain, Nobility: and aye unterrify'd Pourest thine Abdiel warnings on the train That sit complotting with rebellious pride 'Gainst @3her@1 who from the Almighty's bosom leapt With whirlwind arm, fierce Minister of Love! Wherefore, ere Virtue o'er thy tomb hath wept, Angels shall lead thee to the Throne above: And thou from forth its clouds shalt hear the voice, Champion of Freedom and her God! rejoice! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO HIS WIFE [WHILE ON A VISIT TO UPPER INDIA] by REGINALD HEBER THE PRIESTHOOD by GEORGE HERBERT A COWBOY'S WORRYING LOVE by JAMES BARTON ADAMS THE WIDOW OF GLENCOE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN WRESTLING by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON JERUSALEM; THE EMANATION OF THE GIANT ALBION: CHAPTER 1 by WILLIAM BLAKE |