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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415292" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode To Peace</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I. 1. <br>Peace, heaven-descended maid! whose powerful voice<br>From ancient darkness call'd the morn;<br>And hush'd of jarring elements the noise,<br>When Chaos, from his old dominion torn,<br>With all his bellowing throng,<br>Far, far was hurl'd the void abyss along;<br>And all the bright angelic choir,<br>Striking, through all their ranks, the eternal lyre,<br>Pour'd, in loud symphony, the impetuous strain;<br>And every fiery orb and planet sung,<br>And wide, through Night's dark solitary reign,<br>Rebounding long and deep, the lays triumphant rung!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I. 2.<br>Oh, whither art thou fled, Saturnian Age!<br>Roll round again, majestic years!<br>To break the sceptre of tyrannic rage;<br>From Woe's wan cheek to wipe the bitter tears;<br>Ye years, again roll round!<br>Hark! from afar what desolating sound,<br>While echoes load the sighing gales,<br>With dire presage the throbbing heart assails!<br>Murder, deep-roused, with all the whirl wind's haste,<br>And roar of tempest, from her cavern springs,<br>Her tangled serpents girds around her waist,<br>Smiles ghastly fierce, and shakes her gore-distilling wings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I. 3.<br>The shouts, redoubling, rise<br>In thunder to the skies;<br>The nymphs disordered, dart along,<br>Sweet powers of solitude and song,<br>Stunn'd with the horros of discordant sound;<br>And all is listening, trembling round.<br>Torrents, far heard amid the waste of night,<br>That oft have led the wanderer right,<br>Are silent at the noise.<br>The mighty Ocean's more majestic voice,<br>Drown'd in superior din, is heard no more;<br>The surge in silence seems to sweep the foamy shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II. 1.<br>The bloody banner, streaming in the air, <br>Seen on yon sky-mix'd mountain's brow,<br>The mingling multitudes, the madding car,<br>Driven in confusion to the plain below, <br>War's dreadful Lord proclaim.<br>Bursts out, by frequent fits, the expansive flame;<br>Snatch'd in tempestuous eddies, flies<br>The surging smoke o'er all the darken'd skies;<br>The cheerful face of heaven no more is seen;<br>The bloom of morning of morning fades to deadly pale;<br>The bat flies transient o'er the dusky green,<br>And Night's foul birds along the sullen twilight sail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II. 2. <br>Involved in fire-streak'd gloom, the car comes on, <br>The rushing steeds grim Terror guides,<br>His forehead writhed to a relentless frown,<br>Aloft the angry Power of Battles rides.<br>Grasped in his mighty hand<br>A mace tremendous desolates the land;<br>The tower rolls headlong down the steep,<br>The mountain shrinks before its wasteful sweep,<br>Chill horror the dissolving limbs invades,<br>Smit by the blasting lightning of his eyes;<br>A deeper gloom invests the howling shades;<br>Stripp'd is the shatter'd grove, and every verdure dies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II. 3. <br>How startled Phrenzy stares,<br>Bristling her ragged hairs!<br>Revenge the gory fragment gnaws;<br>See, with her griping vulture claws<br>Imprinted deep, she rends the mangled wound!<br>Hate whirls her torch sulphureous round.<br>The shrieks of agony, and clang of arms,<br>Re-echo to the hoarse alarms,<br>Her trump terrific blows.<br>Disparting from behind, the clouds disclose,<br>Of kingly gesture, a gigantic form,<br>That with his scourge sublime rules the careering storm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III. 1.<br>Ambition, outside fair! within as foul<br>As fiends of fiercest heart below,<br>Who rides the hurricanes of fire, that roll<br>Their thundering vortex o'er the realms of wo,<br>Yon naked waste survey;<br>Where late was heard the flute's mellifluous lay;<br>Where late the rosy-bosom'd hours,<br>In loose array, danced lightly o'er the flowers;<br>Where late the shepherd told his tender tale;<br>And, waken'd by the murmuring breeze of morn,<br>The voice of cheerful Labour fill'd the dale;<br>And dove-eyed Plenty smiled, and waved her liberal horn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III. 2.<br>Yon ruins, sable from the wasting flame,<br>But mark the once resplendent dome;<br>The frequent corse obstructs the sullen stream<br>And ghosts glare horrid from the sylvan gloom.<br>How sadly silent all!<br>Save where, outstretch'd beneath yon hanging wall<br>Pale Famine moans with feeble breath,<br>And Anguish yells, and grinds his bloody teeth.<br>Though vain the muse, and every melting lay<br>To touch thy heart, unconscious of remorse!<br>Know, monster, know, thy hour is on the way;<br>I see, I see the years begin their mighty course.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III. 3.<br>What scenes of glory rise<br>Before my dazzled eyes!<br>Young zephyrs wave their wanton wings<br>And melody celestial rings. <br>All blooming on the lawn the nymphs advance,<br>And touch the lute, and range the dance:<br>And the blithe shepherds, on the mountain's side,<br>Array'd in all their rural pride,<br>Exalt the festive note,<br>Inviting Echo from her inmost grot -<br>But ah! the landscape glows with fainter light;<br>It darkens, swims and flies for ever from my sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV. 1.<br>Illusions vain! Can sacred <br>Peace<br>reside<br>Where sordid gold the breast alarms,<br>Where Cruelty inflames the eye of Pride,<br>And Grandeur wantons in soft Pleasure's arms!<br>Ambition, these are thine!<br>These from the soul erase the form divine;<br>And quench the animating fire,<br>That warms the bosom with sublime desire.<br>Thence the relentless heart forgets to feel,<br>And Hatred triumphs on the o'erwhelming brow,<br>And midnight Rancour grasps the cruel steel;<br>Blaze the blue flames of death, and sound the shrieks of wo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV. 2.<br>From Albion fled, thy once beloved retreat,<br>What regions brighten in thy smile,<br>Creative <br>Peace<br>! and underneath thy feet<br>See sudden flowers adorn the rugged soil?<br>In bleak Siberia blows,<br>Waked by the genial breath, the balmy rose?<br>Waved over by the magic wand,<br>Does life inform fell Lybia's burning sand?<br>O does some isle thy parting flight detain,<br>Where roves the Indian through primaeval shades<br>Haunts the pure pleasures of the sylvan reign,<br>And, led by Reason's light, the path of Nature treads?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV. 3. <br>On Cuba's utmost steep,<br>Far leaning o'er the deep,<br>The Goddess' pensive form was seen;<br>Her robe, of Nature's varied green,<br>Waved on the gale; grief dimm'd her radiant eyes;<br>Her bosom heaved with boding sighs;<br>She eyed the main, where, gaining on the view,<br>Emerging from the ethereal blue,<br>'Midst the dread of pomp of war,<br>Blazed the Iberian streamer from afar.<br>She saw; and, on refulgent pinions borne<br>Slow wing'd her way sublime, and mingled with the morn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Beattie">James Beattie</a><div class=q>
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Peace, heaven-descended maid! whose powerful voice
From ancient darkness call'd the morn;
And hush'd of jarring elements the noise,
When Chaos, from his old dominion torn,
With all his bellowing throng,
Far, far was hurl'd the void abyss al..."></div>
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