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The Emperor

The Eaglet Mourned

Too hard Napoleon's fate! if, lone,
  No being he had loved, no single one,
    Less dark that doom had been.
But with the heart of might doth ever dwell
The heart of love! And in his island cell
    Two things there were, I ween:

Two things, -- a portrait and a map there were.
Here hung the pictured world, an infant there:
That framed his genius, this enshrined his love.
And as at eve he glanced round th'alcove,
Where jailers watched his very thoughts to spy,
What mused he then? What dreams of years gone by
Stirred 'neath that discrowned brow and fired that glistening eye?

T' was not the steps of that heroic tale
That from Arcola marched to Montmirail
    On Glory's red degrees;
Nor Cairo-pashas' steel-devouring steeds,
Nor the tall shadows of the Pyramids, --
    Ah, 't was not always these!

'T was not the bursting shell, the iron sleet,
The whirlwind rush of battle 'neath his feet,
    Through twice ten years ago,
When at his beck, upon that sea of steel
Were launched the rustling banners, there to reel
    Like masts when tempests blow.

'T was not Madrid, nor Kremlin of the Czar,
Nor Pharos on Old Egypt's coast afar,
Nor shrill réveille's camp-awakening sound,
Nor bivouac couch'd its starry fires around,
Crested dragoons, grim, veteran grenadiers,
Nor the red lancers 'mid their wood of spears
Blazing like baleful poppies 'mong the golden ears.

No; 't was an infant's image, fresh and fair,
With rosy mouth half oped, as slumbering there
     It lay beneath the smile
Of her whose breast, soft-bending o'er its sleep,
Lingering upon that little lip doth keep
     One pendent drop the while.

Then, his sad head upon his hands inclined,
He wept; that father-heart all unconfined,
     Outpoured in love alone.
My blessing on thy clay-cold head, poor child.
Sole being for whose sake his thoughts, beguiled,
     Forgot the world's lost throne.

From Les Chants Du Crépuscule