ON THE EXTINCTION OF THE VENETIAN REPUBLIC,
1802
by: William Wordsworth
(1770-1850)
- NCE did she hold the gorgeous
East in fee;
- And was the safeguard of the West: the worth
- Of Venice did not fall below her birth,
- Venice, the eldest Child of Liberty.
- She was a maiden City, bright and free;
- No guile seduced, no force could violate;
- And, when she took unto herself a mate,
- She must espouse the everlasting Sea.
- And what if she had seen those glories fade,
- Those titles vanish, and that strength decay;
- Yet shall some tribute of regret be paid
- When her long life hath reach'd its final day:
- Men are we, and must grieve when even the Shade
- Of that which once was great is pass'd away.
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