Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
France: Vols. IX–X. 1876–79.
A Song of the Huguenots
By Thomas Babington, Lord Macaulay (18001859)
O,
When the children of darkness and evil had power;
When the horsemen of Valois triumphantly trod
On the bosoms that bled for their rights and their God!
Who for faith and for freedom lay slaughtered in vain!
O, weep for the living, who linger to bear
The renegade’s shame or the exile’s despair!
To the rows of our vines, and the beds of our flowers,
To the church where the bones of our fathers decayed,
Where we fondly had deemed that our own should be laid.
To the spearmen of Uri, the shavelings of Rome,
To the serpent of Florence, the vulture of Spain,
To the pride of Anjou, and the guile of Lorraine.
To the song of thy youths and the dance of thy maids,
To the breath of thy garden, the hum of thy bees,
And the long waving line of the blue Pyrenees.
May rule in the halls of the free and the brave;—
Our hearths we abandon; our lands we resign;
But, Father, we kneel to no altar but thine.