V.

Soldier of Liberty! Be this thy praise; Thy sword was drawn to shield the rights of Man Against his mightiest Tyrant. Length of days, And honours of a Demigod, the plan Of Heaven assigned thy front revered to fan: Sublime reward! Yet conquests greater thine:-- The path of Cæsar blood and tears o’erran; Thou mad’st War human--and in Peace canst shine; Thy hand struck off the chain that galled Milesius’ line!