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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512794" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode To Georgiana, Duchess Of Devonshire, On The Twenty-Fourth Stanza In Her 'Passage Over Mount Gothard'</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><i>'And hail the chapel! hail the platform wild<br>Where Tell directed the avenging dart,<br>With well-strung arm, that first preserved his child,<br>Then aimed the arrow at the tyrant's heart.'</i></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Splendor's fondly fostered child!<br>And did you hail the platform wild,<br>Where once the Austrian fell<br>Beneath the shaft of Tell!<br>O Lady, nursed in pomp and pleasure!<br>Whence learn'd you that heroic measure?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Light as a dream your days their circlets ran.<br>From all that teaches brotherhood to Man<br>Far, far removed! from want, from hope, from fear!<br>Enchanting music lulled your infant ear,<br>Obeisance, praises sotohed your infant heart:<br>Emblazonments and old ancestral crests,<br>With many a bright obtrusive form of art,<br>Detained your eye from nature: stately vests,<br>That veiling strove to deck your charms divine,<br>Rich viands and the pleasurable wine,<br>Were yours unearned by toil; nor could you see<br>The unenjoying toiler's misery.<br>And yet, free Nature's uncorrupted child,<br>You hailed the chapel and the platform wild,<br>Where once the Austrian fell<br>Beneath the shaft of Tell!<br>O Lady, nursed in pomp and pleasure!<br>Whence learn'd you that heroic measure?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There crowd your finely-fibred frame,<br>All living faculties of bliss;<br>And Genius to your cradle came,<br>His forehead wreathed with lambent flame,<br>And bending low, with godlike kiss<br>Breathed in a more celestial life;<br>But boasts not many a fair compeer,<br>A heart as sensitive to joy and fear<br>And some, perchance, might wage an equal strife.<br>Some few, to nobler being wrought,<br>Corrivals in the nobler gift of thought.<br>Yet these delight to celebrate<br>Laurelled war and plumy state;<br>Or in verse and music dress<br>Tales of rustic happiness --<br>Pernicious tales! insidious strains!<br>That steel the rich man's breast,<br>And mock the lot unblest,<br>The sordid vices and the abject pains,<br>Which evermore must be<br>The doom of ignorance and penury!<br>But you, free Nature's uncorrupted child,<br>You hailed the chapel and the platform wild,<br>Where once the Austrian fell<br>Beneath the shaft of Tell!<br>O Lady, nursed in pomp and pleasure!<br>Whence learn'd you that heroic measure?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were a mother! That most holy name,<br>Which Heaven and Nature bless,<br>I may not vilely prostitute to those<br>Whose infants owe them less<br>Than the poor caterpiller owes<br>Its gaudy parent fly.<br>You were a mother! at your bosom fed<br>The babes that loved you. You, with laughing eye,<br>Each twilight-thought, each nascent feeling read,<br>Which you yourself created. Oh! delight!<br>A secondt ime to be a mother,<br>Without the mother's bitter groans:<br>Another thought, and yet another,<br>By touch, or taste, by looks or tones<br>O'er the growing sense to roll,<br>The mother of your infant's soul!<br>The Angel of the Earth, who, while he guides<br>His chariot-planet round the goal of day,<br>All trembling gazes on the eye of God,<br>A moment turned his awful face away;<br>And as he viewed you, from his aspect sweet<br>New influences in your being rose,<br>Blest intuitions and communions fleet<br>With living Nature, in her joys and woes<br>Thenceforth your soul rejoiced to see<br>The shrine of social Liberty!<br>O beautiful! O Nature's child!<br>'Twas thence you hailed the platform wild<br>Where once the Austrian fell<br>Beneath the shaft of Tell!<br>O Lady, nursed in pomp and pleasure!<br>Thence learn'd you that heroic measure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Taylor+Coleridge">Samuel Taylor Coleridge</a><div class=q>
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