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 Too long have Tyranny and Power combined To sway, with iron sceptre, o'er mankind; Long has Oppression worn th' imperial robe, And Rapine's sword has wasted half the globe! O'er Europe's cultured realms, and climes afar, Triumphant Gaul has pour'd the tide of war: To her fair Austria veil'd the standard bright; Ausonia's lovely plains have own'd her might; While Prussia's eagle, never taught to yield, Forsook her towering height on Jena's field!

O gallant Frederic! could thy parted shade Have seen thy country vanquish'd and betray'd, How had thy soul indignant mourn'd her shame, Her sullied trophies, and her tarnish'd fame! When Valour wept lamented 's doom, And nursed with tears the laurels on his tomb; When Prussia, drooping o'er her hero's grave, Invoked his spirit to descend and save; Then set her glories—then expired her sun, And fraud achieved e'en more than conquest won!

O'er peaceful realms, that smiled with plenty gay, Has desolation spread her ample sway; Thy blast, O Ruin! on tremendous wings, Has proudly swept o'er empires, nations, kings.