Garibaldi’s Retirement.
Not that three armies thou didst overthrow,1
Not that three cities oped their gates to thee,2
I praise thee, Chief ; not for this royalty,3
Decked with new crowns, that utterly lay low ;4
For nothing of all thou didst forsake to go5
And tend thy vines amid the Etrurian Sea ;6
Not even that thou didst this—though History7
Retread two thousand selfish years to show8
Another Cincinnatus ! Rather for this—9
The having lived such life that even this deed10
Of stress heroic natural seems as is11
Calm night, when glorious day it doth succeed,12
And we, forewarned by surest auguries,13
The amazing act with no amazement read.14