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NAPOLEONIC & PENINSULAR WAR ARCHIVES WITH THE 200TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE PENINSULAR WAR CAMPAIGN UPON US - NAPOLEON & SPAIN SIGN THE TREATY OF FOUNTAINEBLEAU ON OCTOBER 27, 1807 FOR THE INVASION OF PORTUGAL - WELLINGTON LANDS IN PORTUGAL AT MOUTH OF THE MONDEGA ON THE 1ST OF AUGUST OF 1808 - WE ARE PRESENTING QUALITY ORIGINAL SOURCE DOCUMENTS THAT WILL JUMP START OR ENHANCE ANY BICENTENNIAL EXHIBIT, COLLECTION OR TRIP TO THE BATTLEFIELDS. A REMARKABLE ORIGINAL ODE TO WELLINGTONby Francis Emmanuel d’OliveiraProfessor of Poetry and Fellow of the Royal Society, LisbonTHIS IS A UNIQUE HANDWRITTEN POEM - UNABASHEDLY GLORIFYING LORD WELLINGTONHIS EXPLOITS, HIS HONOUR, HIS CLEMENCY "On Bussaco’s hills the trumpet of Fame,Among shouts, repeats Lord Wellington’s Name.Talavera’s fields and Vimeiro’s tooDid admire his deeds, and as yet they do.Albuhera’s victory, so well known,To his scheme was due, as the Spaniards own " OF ALL THE PENINSULAR WAR MATERIAL WE HAVE HANDLED THIS STANDS OUT AS ONE OF THE MOST UNUSUAL PIECES - A GRAND HOMAGE TO THE "GREAT HERO" WHICH WOULD SURELY ENHANCE AND DISTINGUISH ANY COLLECTION OR EXHIBIT OF WELLINGTON EPHEMERA COMPLETE TRANSCRIPTION AND COMMENTS BELOW THIS DOCUMENT IS COVERED BY OUR WRITTEN, SIGNED AND SEALEDLIFETIME GUARANTEE OF AUTHENTICITY Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Transcription: To His Excellency The Right Honourable Lord Viscount Wellington General in Chief of the British Army in Portugal Who art thou, young Maid, whose glistening faceShows thee to be born of an heav’nly race?Jupiter’s Off-spring, fair Clio, I know thee:At my early youth thou cam’st down to me.I was then so bold as to soar and lopThe e’ergreen laurels on the Pindus’s top.Now at my old age, if I take this flight;My pinions grow weak, an I falls downright.But, since there again my steps thou wilst bring,What Great Hero’s praises, tell me, must I sing? On Bussaco’s hills the trumpet of Fame,Among shouts, repeats Lord Wellington’s Name.Talavera’s fields and Vimeiro’s tooDid admire his deeds, and as yet they do.Albuhera’s victory, so well known,To his scheme was due, as the Spaniards own.Where am I! What scene of horror and cries!From thundering mouths death, in smocke wrapt flies.By the Hero’s steed, many foes are trod:Is He but a Man? Or a Semigod?Ev’ry where He runs in the warmth of fight:No en’my’s so bold not to fear his sight.Some, daring not to resist or stay,Cast off their own guns, and do run away.The strocke of his sword finds no resistance:Vict’ry follows him as his troops advance.Applying the spur to his courser’s flank,He flies, as a lightning, from rank to rank.How many French killed! How terrible blood shed!All over the spot the green grass turns red.Welt’ring in their blood, lifting up their eyes,For mercy they call, with groaning and cries.To those who implore his clemence He shows,That both to conquer and pardon he knows.“They are men, says He; no more enmity:“Let the wrath of war give place to pity.“As soon as vanquished men cease to be foes:“So Great Cyrus thought, so Wellesley does.“The wound’d French, I bid, from the ground be led,“Where, like my men, they curs’d ill fed.“Since their inhuman unmerciful chief“Left them on the spot given up to grief.“I will teach the French that an English does“His own soldiers love, and pity his foes.â€Thus Wellesley speaks: no sooner He did,His soldiers perform’d with the greatest speed.What shameful lesson to thee, hard Massen!Who abandoned so thy own dying men.Yes, Wellesley, yes, in thy deeds … in TheeNot only a Great Man, a Great Hero I see.I find in Thee now-a-days to reviveTh’ old Roman Chieves who their arm’s did drive.Julius Cesar’s skill, Manlius’s watchfulnessFabrice’s and Curius’s disinterest’dness.Pompey’s freedom-love, Scipio’s mind’s presenceMarcellus’s boldness, and Fabius’s prudence.My Muse was going to carrion her song;But the modest Hero bid her hold her tongue.By His Excellency’sMost Humble and most Respectful ServantFrancis Emmanuel d’Oliveira This poem has additional notes in another hand which identify the writer as a Professor of Poetry and a Fellow of the Royal Society, Lisbon. As this was amongst Sir Charles Stuart's archives it is our opinion that the poet was forwarding this draft to Stuart for his comments and approval. We do not know if a formal copy was ever presented to the Duke, or if this has ever been published. It is certainly a paean to the Great Man with classical allusions (Greek and Roman) aplenty. The following stanza was added by the reviewer His horse it gallops over the rutsWhen He sticks his spur into his guts Clearly this reviewer, who we have not yet identified, but was not Sir Charles, lacked the cadence, nuance and classical patina of the original poet. Document Specifications: A very fine document and undated. Folded document page measures 12" tall x 8" wide (300mm x 210mm). On one large folded sheet (forming four pages) of medium cream stock, batonne laid paper, with two ornate heraldic crests that we have not seen before. Writing on three pages as shown, one page blank. This is a beautiful, handwritten original poem dedicated to the Duke of Wellington. It has unfortunately been added to by the reviewer which distracts from the handsome presentation, but without which we might not have known more about the author. It was contained in the Sir Charles Stuart Correspondence, its provenance is sound and was likely sent to Stuart as a courtesy or review copy. Based upon its location in the archive and the content of the poem, we believe it dates from Late August to Early October 1811 as Wellington had finally thrashed Massena and had not yet taken the initiative in early 1812 to retake Ciudad Rodrigo. An exceptional piece of Wellington ephemera and not ever before offered . From the Sir Charles Stuart, Lord Rothesay, Correspondence. Stuart was His Britannic Majesty's Envoy Extraordinary and Minister Plenipotentiary to Portugal during the greater part of the Peninsular War (10 January 1810 to 26 May 1814). He was a personal friend and confidante of Wellington and Nelson, member of the Portuguese Regency (the only British Subject in the war ever permitted to hold an official position in a foreign government while also representing Britain), and later ambassador to Netherlands & France. The most important foreign diplomat of the Peninsular War, his archive of diplomatic, military and intelligence dispatches are second only to Wellington's Dispatches. Offered by Berryhill & Sturgeon, Ltd No Reserve - Free Shipping – No Auction Buyer’s FeesWhat You Bid Is What You Pay!! All items include a written guarantee of authenticity to the successful bidder and are accompanied by a full color picture receipt for your insurance and inventory records. All items are shipped fully insured and archivally packaged to your address with proof of delivery confirmation/signature. Please note that although we take great care in scanning our document images, color may vary from original. 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