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had then, however, reached Zante, and it appearing to be the almost unanimous wish of the English that it should be sent to England, for public burial in Westminster Abbey or St. Paul's, the Resident of the Island yielded; the Florida was taken up for that purpose-and the whole English public know the result.
It was not only at Messolonghi, but throughout the whole of Greece, that the death of Lord Byron was felt as a calamity in itself, and a bad omen for the future. Lord Byron went to the Greeks not under the same circumstances that any other man of equal genius might have done. He had been the poet of Greece—more than any other man he had turned the attention of Europe on Modern Greece. By his eloquent and spiritstirring strains, he had himself powerfully cooperated in raising the enthusiasm of regeneration which now reigns in Greece. All this gave to his arrival there, to use the phrase of a letter written while he was expected, something like the character “of the coming of a Messiah." Proportionate, doubtless, was the disappointment, grief, and depression, when his mission ended before he had effected any thing of importance. -Fortunately, the success of Greece depends not upon the efforts of any single man. Her fortune is sure, and must be made by the force of uncontrollable circumstances; by the character of the country, by the present ignorance and the former brutality of its oppressors, by Greek ingenuity, dexterity, and perseverance, traits stamped upon them by ages of servitude, now turned with a spirit of stern revenge upon those who made such qualities necessary-by the fortunate accidents which kept a host of consummate generals in the character of bandit robbers and shepherd chiefs, watching the moment when they might assume a more generous trade, and on a larger scale revenge the wrongs of a race of mountain-warriors. -By these, and a multitude of other causes which might be enumerated, the fate of Greece is certain. We repeat with the most earnest assurance to those who still doubt, and with the most intimate knowledge of all the facts which have taken place, that the ultimate independence of Greece is secure. The only question at stake is the rapidity of the events which may lead to so desirable a consummation--so desirable to those who delight in the happiness and improvement of mankind—so delightful to those who have the increased prosperity of England at
heart. It is here that Lord Byron might have been useful; by healing divisions, by exciting dormant energies, by ennobling and celebrating the cause, he might perhaps have accelerated the progress of Greece towards the wished-for goal. But even here, though his life was not to be spared, his death may be useful—the death-place of such a man must be in itself illustrious. The Greeks will not despair when they think how great a sacrifice has been made for them: the eyes of all Europe are turned to the spot in which he breathed his last. No man who knows that Lord Byron's name and fame were more universal than those of any other then or now existing, can be indifferent to the cause for which he spent his last energies-on which he bent his last thoughts -the cause for which he DIED.
FUNERAL ORATION ON "LORD NOEL BYRON,
COMPOSED AND DELIVERED
BY M. SPIRIDION TRICOUPI.
(Printed by Order of Government.)
Messolonghi, 10th April, Thursday in Easter Week, 1824.
UNLOOKED-For event! deplorable misfortune! But a short time has elapsed since the people of this deeply suffering country welcomed, with unfeigned joy and open arms, this celebrated individual to their bosoms; to-day, overwhelmed with grief and despair, they bathe his funeral couch with tears of bitterness, and mourn over it with inconsolable affliction. On Easter Sunday, the happy salutation of the day, “ Christ is risen,” remained but half pronounced on the lips of every Greek; and as they met, before even congratulating one another on the return of that joyous day, the universal demand
“ How is Lord Byron ?" Thousands, assembled in the spacious plain outside the city to commemorate the sacred day,
appeared as if they had assembled for the sole purpose of imploring the Saviour of the world to restore to health him who was a partaker with us in our present struggle for the deliverance of our native land.
And how is it possible that any heart should remain unmoved, any lip closed upon the present occasion ? Was ever Greece in greater want of assistance than when the ever-to-be-lamented Lord Byron, at the peril of his life, crossed over to Messolonghi? Then, and ever since he has been with us, his liberal hand has been opened to our necessities-necessities which our own poverty would have otherwise rendered irremediable. How
many and much greater benefits did we not expect from him !--and to-day, alas ! to-day, the unrelenting grave closes over him and our hopes!
Residing out of Greece, and enjoying all the pleasures and luxuries of Europe, he might have contributed ma ally to the success of our cause, without coming personally amongst us; and this would have been sufficient for us,- for the wellproved ability and profound judgment of our Governor, the President of the Senate, would have ensured our safety with the means so supplied. But if this was sufficient for us, it was