The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 4 (of 8)Wordsworth, William
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 4 (of 8)
Wordsworth, William
English poetry -- 18th century; English poetry -- 19th century
But quick the turns of chance and change,
And knowledge has a narrow range;
Whence idle fears, and needless pain,
And wishes blind, and efforts vain.-- 185
The Moon may shine, but cannot be
Their guide in flight--already she[122]
Hath witnessed their captivity.
She saw the desperate assault
Upon that hostile castle made;-- 190
But dark and dismal is the vault
Where Norton and his sons are laid!
Disastrous issue!--he had said
"This night yon faithless[123] Towers must yield,
Or we for ever quit the field. 195
--Neville is utterly dismayed,
For promise fails of Howard's aid;
And Dacre to our call replies
That _he_[124] is unprepared to rise.
My heart is sick;--this weary pause 200
Must needs be fatal to our cause.[125]
The breach is open--on the wall,
This night,--the Banner shall be planted!"
--'Twas done: his Sons were with him--all;
They belt him round with hearts undaunted 205
And others follow;--Sire and Son
Leap down into the court;--"'Tis won"--
They shout aloud--but Heaven decreed
That with their joyful shout should close
The triumph of a desperate deed[126] 210
Which struck with terror friends and foes!
The friend shrinks back--the foe recoils
From Norton and his filial band;
But they, now caught within the toils,
Against a thousand cannot stand;-- 215
The foe from numbers courage drew,
And overpowered that gallant few.
"A rescue for the Standard!" cried
The Father from within the walls;
But, see, the sacred Standard falls!-- 220
Confusion through the Camp spread[127] wide:
Some fled; and some their fears detained:
But ere the Moon had sunk to rest
In her pale chambers of the west,
Of that rash levy nought remained. 225
CANTO FIFTH
High on a point of rugged ground
Among the wastes of Rylstone Fell
Above the loftiest ridge or mound
Where foresters or shepherds dwell,
An edifice of warlike frame 5
Stands single--Norton Tower its name--[NN]
It fronts all quarters, and looks round
O'er path and road, and plain and dell,
Dark moor, and gleam of pool and stream
Upon a prospect without bound. 10
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