James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
April 11Abdication of Napoleon
By William Makepeace Thackeray (18111863)
“O
They bade him his crown to resign;
To fate and his country he yielded
The rights of himself and his line.
Around him we press’d in a throng:
We could not regard him for weeping,
Who had led us and loved us so long.
‘I have led you for twenty long years,’
Napoleon said ere he went;
‘Wherever was honor I found you,
And with you, my sons, am content.
Your chiefs and my people are true;
I still might have struggled with fortune,
And baffled all Europe with you.
’Tis best that I suffer alone;
I go to my place of exile,
To write of the deeds we have done.
We may not embrace ere we part;
But, General, reach me your hand,
And press me, I pray, to your heart.’
One kiss to the eagle he gave.
‘Dear eagle!’ he said, ‘may this kiss
Long sound in the hearts of the brave!’
’Twas thus that Napoleon left us;
Our people were weeping and mute,
As he passed through the lines of his guard
And our drums beat the notes of salute.”