Wednesday, 21 June 2000

From "Flowers of the Free Lands"

By Thomas Bracken.

Who raised the curtain on the knightly age,
With its chivalrous, brave, and gallant men;
And who, on hist'ry's most prosaic page,
Shed golden lustre with his magic pen?
What giant turned the distant tide of time,
And swept the vessels back which sailed of yore
Down its swift current to the shadowed clime,
With freights of rich romance and ancient lore?
Ask Fame, and she will point with loving pride
Across the ocean, to that island spot,
Where Poesy and Genius, side by side,
Embalm the memory of Francis Crot.

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