...when by and by The light of life is theirs, and forth they call Their long-embattled lines to carnage dire! Allied by nuptial truce, the sire descends From Alpine rampart and that castled cliff, Monoecus by the sea; the son arrays His hostile legions in the lands of morn. Forbear, my children! School not your great souls In such vast wars, nor turn your giant strength Against the bowels of your n...