FESTIVALS have I seen that were not names: <br />This is young Buonaparte's natal day, <br />And his is henceforth an established sway- <br />Consul for life. With worship France proclaims <br />Her approbation, and with pomps and games. <br />Heaven grant that other Cities may be gay! <br />Calais is not: and I have bent my way <br />To the sea-coast, noting that each man frames <br />His business as he likes. Far other show <br />My youth here witnessed, in a prouder time; <br />The senselessness of joy was then sublime! <br />Happy is he, who, caring not for Pope, <br />Consul, or King, can sound himself to know <br />The destiny of Man, and live in hope.<br /><br />William Wordsworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/calais-august-15-1802/
