HIGH deeds, O Germans, are to come from you! <br />Thus in your books the record shall be found, <br />'A watchword was pronounced, a potent sound-- <br />ARMINIUS!--all the people quaked like dew <br />Stirred by the breeze; they rose, a Nation, true, <br />True to herself--the mighty Germany, <br />She of the Danube and the Northern Sea, <br />She rose, and off at once the yoke she threw. <br />All power was given her in the dreadful trance; <br />Those new-born Kings she withered like a flame.' <br />--Woe to them all! but heaviest woe and shame <br />To that Bavarian who could first advance <br />His banner in accursed league with France, <br />First open traitor to the German name!<br /><br />William Wordsworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-prophecy-february-1807/
