VIII.

TO LORD DUDLEY C. STUART.

WITH AN ODE TO KOSSUTH.

     This is my hour
     To bow to Power.
“What Power?” you ask, with wonder in your eye.
     Soon said and heard
     The simple word..
That Power which bends before Humanity.
     Go then, my line!
     His knees entwine
(Better than garter) who hath cheer’d the slave.
     Little can you,
     Poor infant! do..
Be led by Stuart to the just and brave.