When the pastor would fain continue to speak on this subject, And was anxious to learn the fate of the man and his party, Quickly into his ear his companion secretly whisper’d “Speak for a time with the magistrate, turning your talk on the maiden, Whilst I wander about, endeav’ring to find her. Directly I am successful, I’ll join you again.” Then nodded the pastor, And the spy went to seek her, in barns and through hedges and gardens. ----- VI. KLIO.
The age.
When the pastor ask’d the foreign magistrate
questions,
What the people had suffer’d, how long from
their homes they had wander’d,
Then the man replied:—“By no means
short are our sorrows,
For we have drunk the bitters of many a long year
together,
All the more dreadful, because our fairest hopes have
been blighted.
Who can deny that his heart beat wildly and high in
his bosom
And that with purer pulses his breast more freely
was throbbing,
When the newborn sun first rose in the whole of its
glory,
When we heard of the right of man, to have all things
in common,
Heard of noble Equality, and of inspiriting Freedom!
Each man then hoped to attain new life for himself,
and the fetters
Which had encircled many a land appear’d to
be broken,
Fetters held by the hands of sloth and selfish indulgence.
Did not all nations turn their gaze, in those days
of emotion,
Tow’rds the world’s capital, which so
many a long year had been so,
And then more than ever deserved a name so distinguish’d?
Were not the men, who first proclaim’d so noble
a message,
Names that are worthy to rank with the highest the
sun ever shone on,
Did not each give to mankind his courage and genius
and language?
“And we also, as neighbours, at first were warmly
excited.
Presently after began the war, and the train of arm’d
Frenchmen
Nearer approach’d; at first they appear’d
to bring with them friendship,
And they brought it in fact; for all their souls were
exalted.
And the gay trees of liberty ev’rywhere gladly
they planted,
Promising unto each his own, and the government long’d
for.
Greatly at this was youth, and greatly old age was
delighted,
And the joyous dance began round the newly-raised
standards.
In this manner the overpowering Frenchmen soon conquer’d
First the minds of the men, with their fiery lively
proceedings,
Then the hearts of the women, with irresistible graces.
Even the strain of the war, with its many demands,
seem’d but trifling,
For before our eyes the distance by hope was illumined,
Luring our gaze far ahead into paths now first open’d
before us.
“O how joyful the time, when with his bride
the glad bridegroom
Whirls in the dance, awaiting the day that will join
them for ever
But more glorious far was the time when the Highest
of all things
Which man’s mind can conceive, close by and
attainable seemed.
Then were the tongues of all loosen’d, and words
of wisdom and feeling
Not by greybeards alone, but by men and by striplings
were utter’d.