Mary Hannay Foott - Napoleon III

Mary Hannay Foott - Napoleon III

His silent spirit from the place br Slid forth unseen; amid the throng br Of those whose love outlived disgrace, br Whose fealty to the last was strong. br 'Midst homage, 'neath Fate's adverse reign, br Paid to the star shorn of its rays, br How passed the Exile? Lingering fain, br As never once in prouder days? br br The Mother and the Child were there, br Discrowned and disinherited! br No hand henceforth to right the heir; br New griefs to bow the golden head.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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