Southey wrote several long narrative poems with oriental color and exotic flavor, and also wrote some short poems with medieval style to express his ambition. Although the former has romantic passion and adventure plot, it seems long and artificial; After that, the overall score was not high, but some songs were still readable.
The eternal bosom in the study
My years are with the dead;
When I raised my eyes and looked around,
No matter where you look,
Will meet sages;
They are my loyal friends,
I talk to them every day.
We share happiness with them,
I also made them sad.
Every time I think about my life,
How deeply they made me feel,
I often shed tears because of gratitude,
Tears welled up in my eyes in meditation.
My thoughts are with the dead,
Living together in distant times,
I love their morality and blame their mistakes;
Share their hopes and worries;
I worked hard under their instruction,
Remember enlightenment.
My hope is also in these dead people;
I will go to them soon,
We'll go together,
Running towards the infinite future;
I think I will leave my name here, too.
The name will never die with the dust.
After the Battle of Brenheim,
It was a summer night,
Old Caspar has finished his work,
He sat quietly in the afterglow of the sunset,
Sit quietly in front of your house;
His little granddaughter, Willard Mayne,
Playing on the grass, next to him.
She saw her brother Pitkin,
Rolling big, round things,
He picked it up while playing,
By the river not far from home;
The old man stepped forward and asked carefully.
What is so frivolous?
The old man held it in his hand,
The child stood by in surprise;
The old man shook his head after reading it.
Then a deep sigh:
"This is the skeleton of a poor man,
He died in the great war. "
"I also found a skeleton in the vegetable garden.
They are no strangers here;
When I was plowing in the field,
Ploughs often turn them out of the soil.
Because there are thousands of soldiers,
Everyone died in that great victory. "
"Tell us what happened."
Pitkin asked Grandpa to ask questions;
Willer Mine also raised her little face,
Staring at a pair of curious eyes;
"Tell us about this war,
And what they are fighting for. "
"In that battle, the British
Defeat the French and escape;
But why on earth are they fighting,
I don't know. I don't know.
But everyone said, "Old people preach,
"That battle was really famous."
"My father lives in Brenheim,
Not far from the river;
They set fire to his house,
Forcing him to flee:
He wandered around with his wife and belt,
It is difficult to find a place to live. "
"Fire and sword ravaged everything here,
Everywhere is desolate;
How many mothers and newborns,
Died tragically in that war;
But you know, every time the famous
In the battle, there will be such a scene. "
"It is said that when we win,
The scene of the battlefield is really heartbreaking;
Thousands of bodies were scattered on the floor,
Rot and stink, exposed to the hot sun:
But you know, every time the famous
In the battle, there will be such a scene. "
"The Duke of Marboro was highly praised,
Prince Eugene also won this honor; "
"But what a cruel thing it is!"
The little Willer mine interrupted his topic;
"But, but ... my little granddaughter,
This is a famous battle. "
"Everyone praised the Duke,
It was he who won the great victory. "
But what are the benefits?
Little Pitkin interrupted his topic again.
"I don't know," the old man muttered.
"But this is a famous battle."