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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