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What shriek was that I heard ? whence came that cry ? 



The pause most awful, the effect adverse : 

 Lo 1 where the mariners affrighted fly 



Their burning vessel with Pride's low-born curse. 



Hard by the flames forth issuing from that blaze. 

 Pride's dismal tower stands : with bolts and bars : 



With dungeons deep as dark. I may not gaze 

 Upon that foetid pile : reeount the wars, . 



Made for Pride's commensurate death and doom : 

 The which our lion King — Cromwell, led on. 



Explore their relics, mark well th' ensanguin'd gloom 

 Which vaunts the prowess of Fame's Wellington ! 



Need we re-tell Pride's executions there ? 



Condemn the baseless tenor of its power ? 

 The war-hounds stirring drum and fife declare 



E'en now Pride's demonstrative hour. 



The Lady Jane : those martyrs of our land : 

 Rulers and warriors : men of rare estate : 



Have laid upon the block, at Pride's command. 

 Devoted heads : and such was woman's fate ! 



Accursed and perjured Pride — for ever dread — 



Whence came thy trappings, thy deep clanking mail ? 



Would'st have me ask the manes of thy dead 

 Which hover o'er yon pile with memory's wail ? 



Am I a man ? and does the God of light, 



Of loveliness celestial, grand, — 

 Add truth to reason, faithfulness to sight. 



Which bade me read the writing — of His hand ?j 



*Tis on the wall — I scan — I read it, there ! 



Quid novi ? — " Gaudet tentamine virtus." 

 God of our Fathers ! preserve our church, — spare 



Our mother country — Pride's victims, all — and us ? 



Bursts now the th mder-cloud beneath thy feet. 



Eternal Ruler of the starry realm ! 

 Thy thunderings and forked lightnings speak : 



That flash hath struck Pride's sea-boy at the helm. 



Again it darts, like might with vengeance clothed : 

 Now impels it through yon palace gray. 



Where all I loved and those I most have loathed 

 Kave lived and died, nad, haply, passed away. 



