Christopher Columbus in poetry, history and art . y man to scorn,Man lords it for his little hour Oer fellowman a vessels creaking sides A chained prisoner sits,—Drooped, weary, careless what betides His tired soul, ere it flitsFar from a world where gratitudeYields ever to the selfish broodThat gold and thirst for honor bringTo breast of peasant and of now avails the world he gaveTo thankless Spain? It cannot saveFrom slavish chains its whilom lord, 126 The Smile of a King. Nor shield him from the hatred poured0 er his bowed head by those who lateBut formed the puppet
Christopher Columbus in poetry, history and art . y man to scorn,Man lords it for his little hour Oer fellowman a vessels creaking sides A chained prisoner sits,—Drooped, weary, careless what betides His tired soul, ere it flitsFar from a world where gratitudeYields ever to the selfish broodThat gold and thirst for honor bringTo breast of peasant and of now avails the world he gaveTo thankless Spain? It cannot saveFrom slavish chains its whilom lord, 126 The Smile of a King. Nor shield him from the hatred poured0 er his bowed head by those who lateBut formed the puppets of his state. Front-de-Boeuf. For he who was first of the new-found world And bravest upon the main,Who had found the isles of the fabled gold,And the far-off lands that his faith foretold Was dragged like a felon to Spain. But the whole world heard the clank of hischains When he landed in Cadiz fearing the taunt and the curse and false king hurried to take them off At the pier where the old ship lay. —S. E. M. Byers. 127. f^Lli^ ,,iiin>iJ Columbus in Cliaius This beautiful statue by Valliiiitjana, the most noted of modern Spanish sculptors, is amodel m clay presented by Gabriel Millet to the Sociedad Economica of Havana inIKSl. It pictures Columbus at the ase of (!U years, and represents the great navigatorin rliains. on his way to Spain. CHAPTER VI. IGNOMINY AND DEATH: VALLALODID. Are these the honors they reserve for me,Chains for the man who gave new worlds to Spain!Eest here, my swelling heart!—0 kings, 0 queens,Patrons of monsters and their progeny,Authors of wrong, and slaves to fortune merely!Why was I seated by my princes side,Honord, caressd like some first peer of Spain?Was it that I might fall most suddenlyFrom honors summit to the sink of scandal?***** Whoe er that art that shalt aspire to on the strength and vigor of the mindVainly depending, court a monarchs the way to vast extended empire:—First count your
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