CXXXIII.

Suwarrow now was conqueror--a match For Timour or for Zinghis in his trade. While mosques and streets, beneath his eyes, like thatch Blazed, and the cannon's roar was scarce allayed, With bloody hands he wrote his first despatch; And here exactly follows what he said:-- "Glory to _God_ and to the Empress!" (_Powers Eternal! such names mingled!_) "Ismail's ours."[475]