THE SONG OF LOUIS.

THE RHYME OF SAINT ANNO.

THE WATCHMAN'S SONG

THE WATCHMAN .

THE EMIGRANTS

BALLAD

CONSOLATION

THE GERMAN MUSE.

THE TWO COFFINS

THE MOON DIAL

FREDERICUS REX.

THE POSTILION

ON THE WALHALLA

THE COUNT'S SOWING

THE BLACK KNIGHT.

ENVIABLE POVERTY

WAR-SONG

THE PROTEST

WHITHER

TRAVELLING

CHRISTKINDLEIN

GERMANY.

Ratisbon (Regensburg).

INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP.

You

know, we French stormed Ratisbon: A mile or so away,

On a little mound, Napoléon

Stood on our storming-day;
With neck out-thrust, you fancy how,
Legs wide, arms locked behind,
As if to balance the prone brow
Oppressive with its mind.

Just as perhaps he mused " My plans
That soar, to earth may fall,
Let once my army-leader Lannes
Waver at yonder wall,"

Out 'twixt the battery-smokes there flew

A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping; nor bridle drew

Until he reached the mound.