The Polish Boy
Whence come those shrieks so wild and shrill, |
That cut, like blades of steel, the air, |
Causing the creeping blood to chill |
With the sharp cadence of despair? |
Again they come, as if a heart |
Were cleft in twain by one quick blow, |
And every string had voice apart |
To utter its peculiar woe. |
Whence came they? From yon temple, where |
An altar, raised for private prayer, |
Now forms the warrior's marble bed |
Who Warsaw's gallant armies led. |
The dim funereal tapers throw |
A holy luster o'er his brow, |
And burnish with their rays of light |
The mass of curls that gather bright |
Above the haughty brow and eye |
Of a young boy that's kneeling by. |
What hand is that, whose icy press |
Clings to the dead with death's own grasp, |
But meets no answering caress? |
No thrilling fingers seek its clasp. |
It is the hand of her whose cry |
Rang wildly, late, upon the air, |
When the dead warrior met her eye |
Outstretched upon the altar there. |
With pallid lip and stony brow |
She murmurs forth her anguish now. |
But hark! the tramp of heavy feet |
Is heard along the bloody street; |
Nearer and nearer yet they come, |
With clanking arms and noiseless drum. |
Now whispered curses, low and deep, |
Around the holy temple creep; |
The gate is burst; a ruffian band |
Rush in, and savagely demand, |
With brutal voice and oath profane, |
The startled boy for exile's chain. |
The mother sprang with gesture wild, |
And to her bosom clasped her child; |
Then, with pale cheek and flashing eye, |
Shouted with fearful energy, |
"Back, ruffians, back! nor dare to tread |
Too near the body of my dead; |
Nor touch the living boy; I stand |
Between him and your lawless band. |
Take me, and bind these arms—these hands— |
With Russia's heaviest iron bands, |
And drag me to Siberia's wild |
To perish, if 'twill save my child!" |
"Peace, woman, peace!" the leader cried, |
Tearing the pale boy from her side, |
And in his ruffian grasp he bore |
His victim to the temple door. |
"One moment!" shrieked the mother; "one! |
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