A NOON-DAY DREAM.
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All doubt is o'er, the die is cast,Cæsar, the Rubicon has passsd.
XIX.
The gallant Cortez, too, is here, With bright uplifted sword;The first blade drawn in Mexico, In honor of God's word:Here bloody stains to nations tell The spot where Montezuma fell.
XX.
William of Prussia passes now, His warriors brave and bold:With fearless grace are gathered there, In marble white and cold.A martial, kingly band, they rideClose by their royal leader's side.
XXI.
Another regal group I see, In ghostly, marble guise;'T is thus they come, each in his turn The simple and the wise.
