To be detained as windfalls of the war. All chattels of her make, material, mould, To be good prize wherever pounced, xipon : And never a bottom hailing from her shores But shall be barred from every haven^ here. This for her heavy harms to human rights, And shameless sauciness to neighbour powers.
/ spell herein that our excellently kig drama is not played out yet f
SPIRIT OF THE YEARS
Nor will it be for many a month of moans* And summer shocks, and winter-whitened bones.
The night gets darker, and the Palace outlines arc lost.
TILSIT AND THE RIVER ISTIEMKN
The scene is viewed from the windows of BONAPARTE'S temporary quarters. Some sub-officers of his suite are looking out upon it.
It is the day after midsummer, about one o'clock. A multitude of soldiery and spectators lines each bank of the broad river which, stealing slowly north-west, bears almost exactly in Its midst a moored raft of bonded timber. On this as a floor stands a gorgeous pavilion of draped woodwork, having at each side, facing the respective banks of the stream, a round-headed doorway richly festooned The cumbersome erection acquires from the current a rhythmical movement, as if it were breathing, and the breeze now and then produces a shiver on the face of the stream.
On the south-west or Prussian side rides the EMPEROR NAPOLKON in uniform, attended by the GRAND DUKE OF HERO, the PRINCE OK
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