ST. JOHN'S RECORDVol. XX___________December 1907___________No, 10THE FALL OF CASTLE HAPSBURG III.To Hapsburg on the Wuelpel's heightReturned the warlike days of oldWhen Vindoniesa mustered mightFrom all the clannish cantons bold, —Embossing on its burnished shieldThe emblem of its liberty, —To meet the Romans in the field,Nor longer bend a slavish knee.Encamped at Schinznach on the AarThe mustered troops of cantons lay;Distress was in the wake of war,That sent into the land dismay.They came from cantons far and wide,On foot or horse, with mace and bow;The lack in arms their heart suppliedAgainst the long intruding foe.Of halls and castles of the landOf regal tenure or domainThat fell to plundering commandLone walls and ruins now remain.As on they marched, on triumph bent,Their number grew as grows a streamIn its long course. They pitched their tentOn the swift Aar and just did deemTo raze the bulwark of the landWhere clannish prowess e'er did fail;Its towers and parapet fully mannedDefying e'er looked in the vale.Giant-like rose on cliffy heightIts massive walls, its donjon tower;Scepter-like swayed its castled mightOver their dynasty of power.In valleys low was sound of war: