William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

On The Extinction Of The Venetian Republic - Poem by William Wordsworth

ONCE 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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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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