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THE 
 
 EMPEROR BIDS FAREWELL 
 
 TO 
 
 Ad: o s c o Av . 
 
 'Woi'ds of the Enaperoi- ilSTiclxolas, of Russia, Sent 
 by Telegi*aph. from St. IPetersbiarf^:!!, to his Fa- 
 vorite City of ]VEoscow, during the Siege of 
 Sevastopol, a few ]V[inutes "before his 
 Death. 
 
 1/ 
 
 By J. E. TUEL. 
 
 Author of " An Historical Analysis of the Eastern War," " A Biographical Sketch of 
 
 the Emperor Nicholas,", " The Illustrated History of the War in Italy," " A 
 
 Review of the Diplomatic Policy of the Mexican War," &c. , &c. 
 
 ^ftVOFCOJIS^^ 
 
 NEW YORK. 
 JAMES A. aiLBERT. 
 
- ,7r 3 6 ^ 
 
 : Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1867, by 
 
 JAMES A. GILBERT, 
 
 In the Clei-k's Office of the U. S. District Court for the Southern District of 
 
 New York. 
 
TO HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY, 
 
 ALEXANDEKII. 
 
 EI\IPEROR OF ALL THE RUSSIAS, 
 
 THE HEREDITARY MASTER OF MTFJJONS, 
 
 WHOM HIS SOVEREIGN WILL DECREED 
 SHOULD BE FREE ; 
 
 WHO IN BESTOWINCx FREEDOM 
 GAVE ALSO TO THE WORLD 
 
 THE SOLITARY EXAMPLE 
 
 OF A GREAT R U L E E 
 
 CONFERRING ITS SACRED BOON WITHOUT EXACTING 
 
 ITS PRICE IN BLOOD;— 
 
 THE ENLIGHTENED HEAD OF AN EMPIRE 
 
 WHOSK PROGRESS IX FXROPEAX AND EASTERN CIVILIZATION 
 
 IS GUIDED BY JUSTICE TO HIS PEOPLES, 
 
 INTEGRITY TO HIS DOMINIONS, 
 
 AND A AVISE NECESSITY OF ADVANCEMENT, 
 
 WITH THE MONAKCHICAL INTERESTS OF 
 
 WESTERN AND CENTRAL EUROPE ; 
 
 WHOSE REMOTE POSSESSIONS IN AJilERICA, 
 
 UNITING TWO EMPIRES, 
 
 (UNTIL RECENTLY, TO EFFECT A MORE ABIDING FRIENDSHIP, 
 
 CEDED BY RUSSIA TO THE UNITED STATES,) 
 
 MET ON ONE CONTINENT, 
 
 And, though opposite in Political Systems, 
 
 Are ALLIES in the Cause of HUMAN PROGRESS, 
 
 ANT) 
 
 AGAINST HUMAN SLAVERY; 
 
 THE ABSOLUTE SOVEREIGN, 
 
 who was a friend to a:\[erican unity and liberty 
 
 W^HEN CONSTITUTIONAL MONARCHS 
 
 WERE AN ENE]\IY ; 
 
 These Lines, 
 
 Illustrating one of the Grandest subjects 
 
 Of Poetry of ]\Iodekn Times, 
 
 And O^jE of the i\IOST HEROIC in HISTORY 
 
 Are Inscribed by 
 
 AN AMERICAN. 
 
rn K 
 EMPEROR BIDS FAREWELL 
 
 MOSCOW. 
 
 The tire liad closed o'er Held and tiood, 
 
 The Saered City's wails upon,* 
 And Alma's clotted, waves were blood, 
 
 And Balak lava's day was won : 
 Dead Inkerman's past ages rolled 
 
 Their martial reveille again. 
 To see around their ruins old 
 
 Ten thousand Christian warriors slain ;t 
 The Turkish guard had barely saved 
 
 Its midnight camp from sudden loss,| 
 Where o'er dark Eupatoria waved 
 
 The Crescent, where once stood the Cross. 
 France had descended from her creed, 
 
 Her ancient faith — her hate and scorn, 
 While England, with each valiant deed, 
 
 Was on her Eagle j^inions borne : 
 'Tw^as after many a battle dire 
 
 The Treble Foe had fiercely made, 
 And throu2;h the cannon's blazino; tire 
 
 The sword Hashed onward with the spade : 
 
The l^MPRROR Bids Farewfll to Moscow 
 
 When doubt and dread still goaded on 
 
 The mad assailants of the Tower, 
 And midnight's storm and morning's sun 
 
 Impeded not th' infernal shower; 
 Worn by disease — subdued in part — 
 
 A World in arms against a Realm, 
 The Monarch of the Lion Heai-t 
 
 Met liim whom none can overwhelm. 
 
 11. 
 
 Re-echoing deep the cannon's boom 
 
 O'er Asia's plains— Crimean steppes- — 
 'Midst Europe's awe — the Empire's gloom — 
 
 Beyond the Ukraine forest's depths — 
 Thro' wild Gircassia's mountain chain. 
 
 To Poland's lands — Siberia's snow — 
 From where the Kuban waters reign § - 
 
 To where the Euxine billows flow ; 
 To every Capitol and Power — 
 
 Each one an Empire of its own — 
 With Chiftains with a Monarch's dower, 
 
 Beneath a Sovereign Monarch's tlirone — ■ 
 The doom's proclaimed! — yet not a word, 
 
 Except a parting prayer is heard, 
 For all who lived beneath his sword, 
 
 Who reigned with him, beloved and feared ! 
 
 Beyond the storming City's din 
 
 The Monarch laid him down to die, 
 
 Awaiting calm the hour, within 
 
 His Palace Halls — his household by ; 
 
 They mute attend this startling call, 
 
Thi: luii'i:Rt>R l)ii>.; i'".\j<;.\y i:.i.l 'vu Mo. cow. 
 
 Wliicli, ill its yiiddcn knell ofdcMtli, 
 \\\)iil(l ^|)^L^•ui an Enipn'c i'ur ;i p;',!], 
 
 Ilohl witli an i']ni[)iro\s tn'Hihliiii;- hi'oaih ! 
 
 i^'ar t'roni the Neva's Ca])it<)l 
 
 lie sends a message iVaiiglit wiili >.voe, 
 FjVv liis pj-oiid Citadel slioiild fall, 
 
 J^elciigued \)\ many a warlike lua : 
 A message by the lightning broke 
 
 Upon the sleeping City's ear, 
 Wliieh, like the midnight thunder's stroke, 
 
 .Vroused the people far and near I 
 Each peal I'oUs o'er a thousand domes, 
 
 E,e-eehoing spires ring forth the knell, 
 The Emperor sends to Moscow's honies 
 
 His parting words: " Farewell ! farewell !'' 
 And deep the Kremlin churches swell |J 
 The dying notes through tolling bell. 
 Farewell I farewell ! 
 
 And ere the lightning flash liad died, 
 A thousand bells again replied, 
 
 Farewell I farewell I 
 St. Michael sounds the dismal notes 
 Tliro' iron tongues of brazen throats, 
 
 Farew^ell I farewell I 
 
 Shaking hoar St. Basil's pik. 
 From fretted dome to vaulted aisle, 
 Its broken voices wail the while, 
 
 Far-ewell ! farewell ! 
 And deep again the Kremlin swells, 
 
The Emperor Bids Farewell to Moscow. 
 
 Along in spectral Citadels, 
 Its dismal wails from thousand bells, 
 Farewell ! farewell ! 
 
 The Emperor sends to Moscow's homes, 
 Her blazoned towers and sacred domes, 
 Her Palaces of Sovereigns' tombs, 
 Farewell ! farewell ! 
 
 III. 
 Along the vaults of warriors laid, 
 
 Beneath the fortressed churches" domes. 
 Where stern in death sleeps Ivan's shade 
 
 Beside a line of Monarch's tombs ;% 
 Within th' Acropolis of Czars, 
 
 At once (heir cradle and their o^rave. 
 Its trophies of Imperial wars, 
 
 Its ramparts strong to guard and save ; 
 Amidst its first and rude defence, 
 
 Raised, like a bulwark, 'gainst the tides, 
 To drive the bloody billows hence 
 
 That poured in surging, savage tribes ; 
 Amidst the bristling towers, roared 
 
 Against the banished Calmuck horde. 
 Amidst its thousand temples spared 
 
 From blazing torch and ruthless sword ; 
 Amidst its sacred relics old. 
 
 Its rocks of black and whitened stone, 
 Its glit'ring mosques and spires of gold, 
 
 Its living tomes of ages gone; — 
 From mountains of embattled walls. 
 
 To caverns djeepand dungeons dread,- 
 
The Emperor Bids Farkwell to Moscow. 
 
 The dying Monarch's summons falls, 
 And wakes the slumbers of the dead ! 
 The knell re-echoes through each chain 
 Of mountain wall to caverned plain, 
 And thro' the valleyed vaults again, 
 
 Farewell ! farewell ! 
 *' The P^mperor sends to Moscow's tombs, 
 Her Sov'reio^ns dead and sa<;red domes. 
 
 His dying knell I '' 
 And shrouded shades take up the sound. 
 Thro' breaking vault and haunted ground. 
 
 Farewell I farewell I 
 
 And blazoned shields of Ruric Czars 
 
 Resound farewell I 
 And trophies of Imperial wars, 
 
 Farewell ! farewell ! 
 
 And with the dismal l)urden swells 
 T'he ch(jrus of a thousand bells. 
 And througli the spectral Citadels 
 
 The Monarch's dying knell! 
 'Whili^ deep again the Kremlin spires 
 Ring l)ack the knell ere it expires 
 Upon the eying lightning's wires. 
 
 Farewell ! tare we 11 I fn re well I 
 Again St. Michael peals the notes 
 Thro' iron tongues of brazen throats. 
 
 Farewell ! farewell ! farewell I 
 
 IV. 
 
 The fiery night — the whirlwind day, 
 Napoleon's eagles swept along, 
 
\o The Emperor Bids Farewell to Moscow. 
 
 To cast, 'midst snows, his crowns away, 
 And pour an Empire's blood among, 
 T.h' invaders sonl, in dread rebound, 
 
 His faithful legions war'd upon, 
 And for a vanquished Empire found 
 Its conquered hosts within his own : 
 Returns again in all its ire, 
 This whirlwind day of war and lire. 
 Its blasts of Earth and blasts of Heaven, 
 ." Before whose storms his hosts were driven 
 ., , Ur left to rise no more ! 
 
 But heeding not the spanless night. 
 The Eagle's wings pursued their flight, 
 '-The onward march through blood and flame. 
 Still onward kept to bugle Fame 
 
 And martial cannon's roar ! 
 The thunder peal of lightning war 
 Yet w^axiiig faint before his stai-, 
 
 Arid sun of Austerlitz! 
 Still blindly rushing to the fate 
 Which 'midst the elements await, ' 
 
 Nor heeds nor yet affrights, — 
 "The Eagle-guided Gaul flies on, 
 Dashed like a meteor 'gainst the sun 
 And falls at Moscow's walls ! 
 ' "The day returns with fearful power 
 In blood-stained pile and bleeding tower. 
 And mournful night appals ! 
 And with that day returns again 
 
 That blood-red sun, whose bannered light 
 Had set upon t'ae battle plain - 
 
 Eclipsed by forty years of night. 
 
The Emperor Bids Farewell to Moscow. i i 
 
 It sunk in lire beyond \]u) West, 
 
 The lightning quenched by Ocean's flood, 
 But now it spanned the East ^vith crest. 
 Arising from a sea of blood ! 
 
 It rose again 'midst cannon's roar, 
 i)ut not resplendent as of yore, 
 Its streaming rays no longer bore 
 
 Its flag of A'ictory ! 
 It rose, obscnred o'er battle's sky, 
 'Midst crimson clouds ascendintr high 
 Above the Orient Sea ! 
 i " It crossed that Equatorial Line 
 
 Of whirlwind France, thro' blood to shine 
 
 And on the whirlwind goes ! 
 An Empire's world revolves around [crowned 
 Its blood-stained throne, whose God is 
 
 With tire that from it glows ! 
 But as the light distilled from one 
 Whose brilliance is tlie Imperial Sun, 
 To Night's dependent Crow^n ; 
 '""'A light of light that sheds its rays 
 
 From borrowed glare and distant days, 
 And not from light its own. 
 T/uit SuJi retiirns to ^loscow's sky. 
 With all its direful train of woe, 
 And with its blaze of war on high 
 
 Arises vegeneanec 'gainst the foe ! , ,- 
 
 .-- . -i- 
 
 Recalling up the buried past 
 
 Froin smould'ring fane and crumbling tower, 
 Its days of fire come flowing fast. 
 
 And mingle with the present hour : 
 
U2! The Emperor. Bids Farewell to Moscow. 
 
 The spot whilom prood armies stood 
 
 With flaming swords 'neath burning domes 
 The dying knell descends thro* blood 
 
 Arising from their blazing tombs ; 
 For ev^ery spark of lire on high, 
 
 For every drop of blood below, 
 Re-kindling torches light the sky, 
 
 R,e-opening wounds begin to flow ! 
 From where the invader's foot had trod — 
 From where arose the deathless sod — 
 
 Where dying warriors fell, 
 Th' re-echoing grounds give back the sound, 
 And everv soldier's OTavc around 
 
 Returns the mournful knell ! 
 
 " To Moscow's dead and living hearts, 
 Ere from its life my own departs, 
 
 Your Monarch bids farewell ! 
 "To all the City's ancient pride, 
 To all that claims my Sovereign guide, 
 
 1 bid a last farewell ! 
 '*My love to all — my hate to none — 
 My faith in God— His will be done — 
 1 bow before his awful throne ! 
 No more no soul can tell ! 
 " One lina-'rino; thoug-ht for those who fall 
 Behind the storming City's wall. 
 
 And then a last farewell ! '' 
 And minfflino; with the battle's roar 
 Along the Euxine's mournful shore — ^ 
 'Midst pealing gun and tolling bell. 
 The dyinL>* j\lonarcli bade farewell 
 
Thi: Kmpf.'^or Hio^ b\\RiAVi:i,i. to Moh'ow. 13 
 
 To all liis eartlily power ! 
 AV]iil(^ ]\rosco\\V doincs gave back tlio knoll 
 l^'roin fortrcssed elmrc.h and citadel, 
 And lSeba;^topol's eannon fell 
 
 TTpon the startled ear — 
 He fearless met the fearful hour, 
 
 Stretched on his martial hier. 
 
NOTES. 
 
 * Sacred City — Sebastopol. 
 
 t Inkerinan has been called the " Citi/ of Caverns.'" These excava- 
 tions, according to Oliphant and other writers, are supposed to have 
 been made by monks during the reigns of the Emperors in the 
 middle or latter ages. ' ■ i'erched upon the same cliff, ' says Olipbant. 
 " are the ruined walls of an old fort Whether they are tlie remains 
 of the Etenus of the ancients, built by Diophantes, Mithridates' 
 general, to strengthen the Heraclean Wall, or of the Thcodori of 
 the Grreeks, or some Genoese stronghold, is still a very open ques- 
 tion. 
 
 X Attack by the Russians on the camp of Kupatoria, on the 17th of 
 February, 185.5. 
 
 § The clref river, which rises in the Caucasus and divides the 
 mountain region to the the north from the steppes of Russia and 
 forming a circle to the northwest, falls into the Euxine, near Anapa. 
 
 II There are. including the cathedrals thirty-two churches within 
 the walls of the Kremlin. Moscow contains in all a number var 
 iously estimated from 1.500 to 1,G00. 
 
 ^"The Kremlin," says de Custine the French writer upon 
 Russia, " is one of the most stupendous edifices in the world. I 
 shall never forget the freezing feeling of horror which I ex- 
 perienced on first beholding the cradle of the Empire of Modern 
 Russia. The Kremlin deserves a visit to Moscow. * '^ The walls 
 of the Kremlin they are a chain of mountains. It is saying too 
 little to call it a fairy land A kind of Acropolis of the north You 
 
The FrMPF.ROR P-ids Fari-wiij. to Moscow. 
 
 tremble on approaching- the Kremlir. Towers of all forms: round. 
 square, pointed iike arrows, belfries, donjons, tni'rels, videltes, Ihc 
 watch towers on tlie minnarets, steeples of every height, of difterent 
 colors, styles and dislinction; courts lookouts, cmbateled walls, 
 loop holes, machicolations, ramparts fortiticalions of all sorts, 
 whimsical fancies, incomprenensible inventions, a Kiosk by the 
 side of a Cathedral etc. 
 
 The erection of the Kremlin began in lo()7. It contains there- 
 mains of the ancient palace, and also a modern one rebuilt in ISKJ. 
 The Cathedral of St. Michael contains the tombs of all tlie Russian 
 Sovereigns to the time of Peter the Great. The Kremlin is sur- 
 rounded with a M'all from twelve to sixteen feet thick, of heights 
 varying from thirty to fifty feet. 
 
 jMadame de Stael called J)tIoscow, the Rome of the North. 
 
 i\OTE.--The cession of Russian America to the United States is 
 one of those instances in History where wisdom in diplomacy has 
 anticipated the necessity of future wars and strngtheneed the bonds 
 of existing peace, it is, in its moral and political bearings, a sig- 
 nificant commentar}' upon the present aye of military daiajhier, for 
 territoiial acquisitions, in which gigantic and barbarous wars, waged 
 by civilized nations fail to effect any results except to sow the seed 
 of future harvests of blood. War. failing under such circumstan- 
 ces becomes not only the curse which moralists have always regarded 
 it,, but in worldly and political morality, a criminal blunder, relieved 
 from contempt only by the heroic sacrifice of its victims. Mr Sew- 
 ard, in having been mainly instrumental in effecting the cession of 
 Russian America, through the co-operation of the able and distin- 
 guished representative of the Russian Empire the Baron de Stceckl, 
 will have secured to himself in this achievement a crowning honor 
 to the many wMch have distinguished his eminent career as the di- 
 plomatic head of the United States Government at the most event- 
 ful period of its foreign and domestic history. 
 
ADVERTISEMENT. 
 
 OUR NEW NOBILITY! 
 
 SATIRE ON THE FOLLIES AND VICES 
 
 OF THE AGE. 
 
 Bv J. E. Tlkl. 
 
 (now IX PKE8S.) 
 
 Tin's Poem was ori^L^inally published in the Sunday 
 Mercury iiiid pronouneed by that able Journal, the most 
 compreliensive poetical essay of the aij-e. It was repub- 
 lished wiih additions in the United Republic, and extensive- 
 ly (juoted in uunierons Journals throniiliont the United States. 
 It will be re))ul)lished in a book edition to supply numerous 
 applioations toi* the papei's originally containinjj^ it, and which 
 ha\e become exhausted. 
 
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