. Another year!--another deadly blow! <br /> Another mighty Empire overthrown! <br /> And We are left, or shall be left, alone; <br /> The last that dare to struggle with the Foe. <br /> 'Tis well! from this day forward we shall know <br /> That in ourselves our safety must be sought; <br /> That by our own right hands it must be wrought; <br /> That we must stand unpropped, or be laid low. <br /> O dastard whom such foretaste doth not cheer! <br /> We shall exult, if they who rule the land <br /> Be men who hold its many blessings dear, <br /> Wise, upright, valiant; not a servile band, <br /> Who are to judge of danger which they fear, <br /> And honour which they do not understand.<br /><br />William Wordsworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/november-1806/
