Ho! maidens of Vienna; ho! matrons of Lucerne;
Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall
return.
Ho! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles,
That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's
souls.
Ho! gallant nobles of the League, look that your arms be
bright:
Ho! burghers of St. Genevieve, keep watch and ward to-
night,
For our God hath crush'd the tyrant, our God hath raised
the slave,
And mock'd the counsel of the wise, and the valour of the
brave.
Then glory to His holy name, from whom all glories are;
And glory to our Sovereign Lord, King Henry of Navarre!

MACAULAY.



[Notes: _D'Aumale_, The Duke of; another leader of the League.


_The Flemish Court_. Count Egmont, the son of the Count Egmont, whose
death on the scaffold in 1568, in consequence of the resistance he
offered to the tyranny of Philip II. of Spain, has made the name famous.
The son, on the other hand, was the attached servant of Philip II.; and
was unnatural enough to say, when reminded of his father, "Talk not of