1808.] 
vour of bis Sovereigti, and the smiles of 
his friends. Ail fled the now ill-treated 
Saworoff ‘but’ his grateful Bagration. 
That Prince revered him more under this 
unmerited ‘cloud, than-when le was blaz- 
ing in the meridian splendour of court 
honours, and national popularity. Dis- 
appointment and ingratitude conquer- 
ed the vanquisher of hosts, and the 
disposer of kingdoms. Inthe year 1801 
his valiant heart sunk a prey to his fate; 
he died, and left Europe to mourn his 
loss. ‘ 
The death of his master in arms 
answered the melancholy forebodings of 
the gallant Bagration, and struck deep to 
his heart. The horrible | tyranny of the 
execrable Paul so ill agreed with his no- 
ble spirit, that re withdrew diuself to his 
palace at Moscow, and there passsed his 
time im studying plans of future heroism 
audrenown, The Prmce was vot-a her- 
mit an his seclusion; he had a circle 
around him of noble wartiors luke himself; 
and in their society, embellished with the 
occasional see of the most lovely 
‘and illustrious of the fair sex in that au- 
gust capital, he beguiled the ‘tedious 
months; till the death of Paul relieved 
his country from a monster, and placed 
an, amiable and brave monarch on the 
imperial throne. 
Wihen Alexander took the freld against 
the French, Prince Bagration followed 
his standard; and in the various conflicts 
preceding the fatal battles of Austerlitz 
and Friediand, distinguished himself by ex- 
traordinary iustauces of pramptitude and 
enterprize. Like Coricianus, he could 
bare his breast, and shew how many 
scars he had received for his country.. 
Ons return to Russia, after:one of 
these hard-fought fields, wherein he had 
two horses shot under him,~and rescued 
the flower of another general’s division, 
at the hazard of his life: when all hearts 
were drawn towards him by the disinte- 
‘rested patriotism of the action; a mag- 
nificent entertainment was prepared by 
the nobility of Moscow, to greet his ar- 
rival, He'was received into a superb sa- 
Joon, illuminated by tenthousand lamps, 
and blazing with all the beauty of that 
immense’ and imperial city. At the far- 
ther end of the room, eunidst -a vrove of 
Jaurel-trees, Stood a colussal statue of the 
great $ ‘Suworoff, On its pedestal was en- 
graved this inscription :— 
Fhe immortal Suworoff! 
A crown of laurel is dedicated from the same 
grove; 
Memoirs of Prince Peter Ivonitch Bagration. 
Bi a 
To 
Prince Peter Ivanitch Ragration, 
B 
y 
His grateful countrymen. 
At the moment he approached, an ede, 
such as was used to celebrate the Olym- 
pic victors, burst from the bosom of the 
grove :— 
[4 Prose Translation of this Ode, from the ori 
ginal Russian Poetry. ° 
Friendship unites, and brings us here; Jey 
enraptures each heart; 
Truth herself proclaims that Pieces de- 
dicates himself to the empire 5 
Supericr toambition, glory is his aim 3 
He loves our monargh, and he defends Our 
country 5 
Despising envy and detraction, she alone is 
the instrument.of great acts and of 
justice. 
, CHORUS, 
Entwine for. him a crown from the sili 
grove, 
For he truly deserves that ese laurel! 
Fortune was not his auxiliary ; Bacration’s 
well-earned honours 
Were won with toil, and steeped in his flow- 
ing blood, 
The fame of Russia he gemmed not with tri- 
vial acquisitions, 
But emblazoned by the greatness of his vic- 
toties, 
If disasterclouded the brightness of our arms, 
. he appeared 
Ana-the gloom dispelted 5 courag e revived, 
And the shouts of triumph rang “through, the 
battalions. 
The hosts of an enemy never dismayed ‘his 
soul ; 
His sfength was in his heatt, and with a 
chosen few 
Fe vanquished thousands. 
CHORUS, 
Entwine for him a crown from the ‘Tieo’s 
grove, 
For fie truly deserves that sacred laurel? 
A hero who devotes his life to his country, is 
satisfied with the gratitude of her . 
"SONS 5 
He Jisdains all other recompence ; 
Its success is his reward, -its "honour. Bis 
glory. 
He ‘despises the luxuries of indolence, as he 
abhors the pleasures of vice. 
He lives but ig his country, and his life is 
immortal ; 
For those who build an eternal name on acts 
of patriotism and valour, 
Die not—they live forever! 
CHORUS. 
Entwine fer him a crown from the hero’s 
grove, 
For he tauly deserves that sacred. laurel | bd 
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