George Hannibal Temple Poems

Listen to the Poet's story
Of an ancient bell,
Freighted with its wreaths of glory,
With its fate as well:
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The sun behind his crimson veil
Is sinking, and, o'er mountains green,
Fair Hesperus pours his golden sheen,
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Honor the worthy dead,
Strew flowers on her bier,
And to the memory of a friend,
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'And wouldst thou have this mighty arm,
That shakes the lance when war's alarm
Demands the brave,
Thus give, in one inglorious day,
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Whence, O ye clouds! and whither do ye rove,
Borne on Aeolian wings through fields above
Of heaven's wide cerulean waste? Where lifts
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We come again this festal day,
These woods and rocks to greet,
Beneath the cool thick shade away,
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The sea was calm, cloudless the sky
They kept the watch with eagle eye;
Hard by the shore were resting in repose,
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Forth Spring! The vernal breaths of sunny lands
O'er earth diffuse. The bursting bud expands,
And welcome leaves, lured by the sunlight sheen,
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Alone upon the battlefield,
The martial maiden stood.
Where scores of Cuba's valiant sons
Lay weltering in blood.
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Forth breaks the dawn, and gilds the Eastern sky,
Swift to their secret nests the night owls hie;
The flowers of morning ope their beauty rare,
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