Arrived among the shining host, Fearless, the proud invaders spoil From countless gems, in æther lost, These Stars, to crown their mighty toil: To heaven a Pyramid they rear And point the summit with a star. Old wasteful Time! though still you gain Dominion o'er the brazen tower, On This your teeth will gnaw in vain, Finding its strength beyond their power: While kindred stars in æther glow, This Pyramid will shine below! [1792] [62] Published in the _National Gazette_, Dec. 15, 1792. The Latin verses had been contributed several weeks before with the request that some reader of the paper furnish a translation. Text from the 1809 edition. ON THE DEMOLITION OF THE FRENCH MONARCHY[63] From Bourbon's brow the crown remov'd, Low in the dust is laid; And, parted now from all she lov'd, Maria's[A] beauties fade: [A] Maria Antoinette, late queen of France.--_Freneau's note._ What shall relieve her sad distress, What power recall that former state When drinking deep her seas of bliss, She smil'd and look'd so sweet!-- With aching heart and haggard eye She views the palace,[B] towering high, Where, once, were pass'd her brightest days, And nations stood, in wild amaze, Louis! to see you eat. [B] Thuilleries--within view of which the royal family of France were at this time imprisoned.--1792.--_Ib._ This gaudy vision to restore Shall fate its laws repeal, And cruel despots rise once more To plan a new Bastille! Shall, from their sheathes, ten thousand blades[C] In glittering vengeance start To mow down slaves, and slice off heads, Taking a monarch's part?-- Ah no!--the heavens this hope refuse; Despots! they send you no such news-- Nor Conde, fierce, nor Frederick, stout, Nor Catharine brings this work about, Nor Brunswick's warlike art: