Gustavus Vasaand other poems
And drench his soul in visionary sleep.

When lo! deep thunders on his startled ear

Successive roll, and shadowy forms appear;

As thro' the misty vale at morning rise

A row of trees before the traveller's eyes.

His father's, from the first of time, arose,

Their country's friends, and terror of her foes,

Who factions quell'd, or legal justice plann'd,

Or bade fair science brighten o'er the land.

They came; they stopp'd—an angry eye they cast

On the pale slumberer, and in silence pass'd.

Again the thunder roll'd; the lightning flew;

His country's form appear'd before his view:

All stain'd with gore appear'd her azure vest,

And her dim eyes unusual grief confess'd.

The gloomy phantom on Ernestus frown'd,

And with her sceptre touch'd the yawning ground:

A boundless space, with mourning myriads spread,

Appear'd below, and thus the vision said:

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