Just as the Rising Sun dispels The gloom of night to bless us with new day, So genuine Patriotism expels Vindictive Tyrants from despotic Sway. Thus Spain, the source of patriotic worth (A Rising Sun of Freedom to the Earth), Invites the Captive Nations to forego The Yoke and crush their sanguinary foe. Why then, ye Nations, will ye not embrace The proffer’d Freedom smiling in your face? Why dilly-dally when to sink or rise Rests with yourselves--dare ye contemn the prize-- Is Freedom nothing worth, that for her sake Ye dare not e’en _one_ gen’rous effort make? Alas! infatuated Monarchs see, What is, and what your Fate must _ever_ be. _Spain_ is a Sun arising to illume The threefold horrors of your future doom, While she on Freedom’s golden wings shall tow’r, The Arbitress of Continental pow’r. _Russia_’s a Bear amid impending woes, Rock’d by th’ insidious Tyrant to repose. _Sweden_’s a Warrior of distinguished worth, Sweden hath giv’n to many heroes birth. _Austria_’s a Phœnix rising renovated, Whose genial warmth with Spain, incorporated, Longer disdains to crouch at the fell shrines Of Usurpation, and the foulest crimes. _Prussia_, poor _Prussia_, with straightjacket on, And Crown of Straw, proves what delays have done. _Denmark_ too, half extinguish’d, shows, The fruits of leaguing with old England’s foes. And _Holland_, drowsy _Holland_, dreams Of aggrandizement, potent Kings and Queens. While _Poland_, a mere shadow in the rear (As proof of something _once_ existent there), Yields to the Yoke, nor dares its shackles break, Lest by so doing, she her _Freedom_ stake. Poor silly mortals, will ye ever bow To the dread Shrine of Tyranny and Woe; Or by co-operation overwhelm The Scourge of Nations, and resume the Helm? One of the great events of this year, as regards Napoleon, was his divorce from Josephine. That he loved her, as far as he could love any woman, there is no doubt; but there were State reasons why he should have another consort. His ambition could not be satisfied till he had an heir male of his own. The dynasty he fondly hoped to found ought not to descend to any of his brothers; and none but his own son could have any hold upon the affection of the French nation.