Classic Poem

I

O H ! enemies without faith winner and good host
Tell us, tell us which was the highest vote
Or the sea of ÔÇïÔÇïpeople, soldiers,
Traveling at your feet alive, and in his arms
You took, as made her nurse a child;
Or such other sea eternal precipice
Which, breaking his dreary flow to rock a rock,
Saw you old before your coffin and closed!

II

Napoleon! your name is a cry in the history
An immortal echo waking future
And telling him that he was of Glory
Encor remember.

At the time when you appeared we had forgotten
The France bowed under the infernal knife
She would fall asleep when you've woken up
The bridge of Arcola waving your flag.

She then realized that this vast ossuary
Had done through exterminators,
That bold flag was not a shroud
And could also lead!

Where? At death, the Glory!
And said Polyeuctes dying.
On the beautiful bosom of the beautiful Victory
Thus died a warrior expiring.

France, including the Eagle, love of country,
Our soldiers hung from heaven,
Opening its wing or bloody or bruised
Followed throughout this daring young.

Farewell, time immortal, the largest in history,
Dearest to you Muses memory;
This ash I loved
You must write "A forever."

You know we love you and you think we forget thee,
Living tomb of our ancestors,
Land where their ashes buried just
Be watered encor tears from our eyes.