["At the banquet of the Diet of Brandenburg, the GERMAN EMPEROR said:--
'The assured knowledge that your sympathy loyally attends me in my
work, inspires me with fresh strength to persevere in my task, and to
advance along the path marked out for me by Heaven. To this are added
the sense of responsibility to our Supreme Lord above, and my
unshakable conviction that He, our former ally at Rossbach and
Dennewitz, will not leave me in the lurch. He has taken such infinite
pains with our ancient Brandenburg and our House, that we cannot
suppose he has done this for no purpose.... My course is the right one,
and it will be persevered in."--_Daily Paper._]

'Twas in the royal feast Brandenburg set
For Providence's pet:
Aloft in Teuton state
The god-like hero sate
On his Imperial throne:
His Brandenburgers listened round,
Appreciative of the Power of Sound;
All admire shouting--when the Shouter's crowned!
The Jovian Eagle at his side
Perched, and like Rheims's Jackdaw, eyed
The Olympian hero in his pride.

Happy, happy, happy Chief!
None but the loud,
None but the loud,
From the crass crowd may win belief!
His looks he shook, his long moustache he twirled,
And saw a vision of himself as Sovereign of the World!