Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CHAPEL OF TELL, by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE Poet's Biography First Line: On this green platform with its chapel small Last Line: On that doth build, and not on god and on the right? Subject(s): Lucerne (lake), Switzerland | ||||||||
ON this green platform with its chapel small Embowered, the centre of the mountain land, Take, holy Freedom, take for aye thy stand; And hither from all regions ever call Thy sons to thy perpetual festival, Or bid them drink, a sacramental band, From Grutli's founts that rose at thy command, There where the three deliverers vowed the fall Of Power unjust. Night heard those whispered tones: Have they not found large echoes in the world? Have they not been like God's own thunder hurled In ruin down on all opprobrious thrones? All sway that, deifying lawless might, On that doth build, and not on God and on the right? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BALLAD OF SARSFIELD; OR, THE BURSTING OF THE GUNS by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE DIRGE OF RORY O'MORE; 1642 by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE HUMAN LIFE by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE SORROW by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE THE SUN GOD by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE A CHARACTER by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE AN EPICUREAN'S EPITAPH by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE CARDINAL MANNING by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE COLERIDGE by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE DIOCLESIAN AT SALONA by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE |
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