Cual águila inexperta, que impelida
del regio instinto de su estirpe clara,
emprende el precoz vuelo
en atrevido ensayo,
y elevándose ufana, envanecida,
sobre las nubes que atormenta el rayo,
no en el peligro de su ardor repara,
y a su ambicioso anhelo
estrecha viene la mitad del cielo;
mas de improviso, deslumbrada, ciega,
sin...
No fue tu gloria el combatir valiente,
ni el derrotar las huestes castellanas;
otros también con lanzas inhumanas
anegaron en sangre el continente.
Gloria fue tuya el levantar la frente
en el solio sin crimen, las peruanas
layes santificar, y en las lejanas
playas morir proscrito o inocente.
Surjan del sucio polvo héroes de un...
¡Mártir del pueblo! tu gigante talla
Más grande y majestuosa se levanta
Que entre el solemne horror de la batalla,
Cuando de fierro la sangrienta valla
Servía de pedestal para tu planta.
¡Mártir del pueblo! víctima expiatoria
Inmolada en el ara de una idea,
te has dormido en los brazos de la historia
Con la inmortal diadema de la gloria
...
JULIÁN
Pa hablar de esto soy sin freno:
es el muy mentao Canario
General Borges, corsario
pa todo lo que es ageno;
hoy por estar tan reyeno
no quiere esponer su vida,
que es cada vez más querida
cuanti más vieja ella esté;
y trata no estar de a pie
porque puede haber corrida.
En el Norte es prestigioso
y ese es...
There was a captain-general who ruled in Vera Cruz,
And what we used to hear of him was always evil news:
He was a pirate on the sea—a robber on the shore,
The Señor Don Alonzo Estabán San Salvador.
There was a Yankee skipper who round about did roam;
His name was Stephen Folger, and Nantucket was his home:
And having gone to Vera Cruz, he had...
The general dashed along the road
Amid the pelting rain;
How joyously his bold face glowed
To hear our cheers’ refrain!
His blue blouse flapped in wind and wet,
His boots were splashed with mire,
But round his lips a smile was set,
And in his eyes a fire.
A laughing word, a gesture kind,—
We did not ask for...
White wings of commerce sailing far,
Hot steam that drives the weltering wheel,
Tamed lightning speeding on the wire,
Iron postman on the way of steel,—
These, circling all the world, have told
The loss that makes us desolate;
For we give back to dust this day
The God-sent man who saved the state.
When black the sky and...
The General dashed along the road
Amid the pelting rain;
How joyously his bold face glowed
To hear our cheers’ refrain!
His blue blouse flapped in wind and wet,
His boots were splashed with mire,
But round his lips a smile was set,
And in his eyes a fire.
A laughing word, a gesture kind,—
We did not ask for...
Cromwell, our chief of men, who through a cloud,
Not of war only, but detractions rude,
Guided by faith and matchless fortitude,
To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed,
And on the neck of crownèd fortune proud
Hast reared God’s trophies, and his work pursued,
While Darwen stream, with blood of Scots inbued,
And Dunbar field...
GREAT Soul, and brave, 'tis good to think of thee,
And with a filial reverence raise the veil
From patriot valor, that ne'er sought of Fame
Her clarion-payment.
See we not again,
The unfinished furrow, the forsaken home,
The flying steed, urg'd by thy sleepless heart...
