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the unity and married calm of states
quite from their fixure! O, when degree is shaked,
which is the ladder of all high designs,

the enterprise is sick.
853 Take but degree away, untune that string,

and, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets
in mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters
should lift their bosoms higher than the shores,
and make a sop of all this solid globe :
strength should be lord of imbecility,
and the rude son should strike his father dead :
force should be right; or rather, right and wrong
(between whose endless jar justice resides)
should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Then every thing includes itself in power,
power into will, will into appetite;
and appetite, an universal wolf,
so doubly seconded with will and power,
must make perforce an universal prey,
and last eat up himself. Great Agamemnon
this chaos, when degree is suffocate,
follows the choking.

W. SHAKESPEARE

854

TIMOLEON'S ACCEPTANCE OF COMMAND

UCH honours S to one ambitious of rule or titles, whose heaven on earth is placed in his command, and absolute power o'er others, would with joy, and veins swollen high with pride, be entertain'd. They take not me; for I have ever loved an equal freedom, and proclaim'd all such as would usurp on others' liberties, rebels to nature, to whose bounteous blessings all men lay claim as true legitimate sons: but such as have made forfeit of themselves by vicious courses, and their birthright lost, 'tis not injustice they are mark’d for slaves, to serve the virtuous. For myself, I know honours and great employments are great burthens, and must require an Atlas to support them. He, that would govern others, first should be the master of himself, richly endued

with depth of understanding, height of courage,
and those remarkable graces which I dare not
ascribe unto myself.

P. MASSINGER

855

MUSTAPHA-PRIEST

M.

S in rule Sultan's

Ispit We made thema first far goud, and not for ill.

M. Our Gods they are, their God remains above.

To think against anointed power is death. P. To worship tyrants is no work of faith. M. 'Tis rage of folly that contends with fate. P. Yet hazard something to preserve the state. M. Sedition wounds what should preservéd be. P. To wound power's humors, keeps their honours free. M. Admit this true: what sacrifice prevails ? P. Force the petition is that never fails. M. Where then is nature's place for innocence ? P. Prosperity, that never makes offence. M. Hath destiny no wheels but mere occasion ? P. Could east upon the west else make invasion ? M. Confusion follows where obedience leaves. P. The tyrant only that event deceives. M. And are the ways of truth and honour such ? P. Weakness doth ever think it owes too much. M. Hath fame her glorious colors out of fear? P. What is the world to him that is not there?

LORD BROOKE

,

856

VIVIEN TO MERLIN
WHA
HAT, O my Master, have you found your

voice?
beg the stranger welcome. Thanks at last!
but yesterday you never open'd lip,
except indeed to drink; no cup had we:
in mine own lady palms I culld the spring
that gather'd trickling dropwise from the cleft,
and made a pretty cup of both my hands
and offer'd you it kneeling : then you drank
and knew no more, nor gave me one poor word;
O no more thanks than might a goat have given
with no more sign of reverence than a beard.
And when we halted at that other well,
and I was faint to swooning, and you lay

foot-gilt with all the blossom-dust of those
deep meadows we had traversed, did you know
that Vivien bathed your feet before her own?
And yet no thanks : and all through this wild wood
and all this morning when I fondled you:
boon, yes, there was a boon, one not so strange-
how had I wronged you? surely you are wise,
but such a silence is more wise than kind.

A. TENNYSON

857 THE MAID OF ORLEANS TO THE KING OF FRANCE

IF when they hearest of thousands who have fallen

thou sayest, King
that these should perish for me;—if thy realm,
should, through the counsels of thy government,
be filled with woe, and in thy streets be heard
the voice of mourning and the feeble cry
of asking hunger; if in place of Law
iniquity prevail ; if Avarice grind
the poor ; if discipline be utterly
relaxed, Vice chartered, Wickedness let loose;
though in the general ruin all must share,
each answer for his own peculiar guilt,
yet at the Judgment-day, from those to whom
the power was given, the Giver of all power
will call for righteous and severe account.
Chuse thou the better part, and rule the land
in righteousness: in righteousness thy throne
shall then be stablished, not by foreign foes
shaken, nor by domestic enemies,
but guarded then by loyalty and love,
true hearts, Good Angels, and All-seeing Heaven.

:

R. SOUTHEY

858

B.A. THE

BISHOP OF ST ANDREWS-QUEEN DOROTHEA.
HESE nobles and myself

that are, or should be, eyes of commonweal,
seeing his highness' reckless course of youth,
his lawless and unbridled vein in love,
his too intentive trust to flatterers,
his abject care of counsel and his friends,
cannot but grieve; and since we cannot draw

his eye or judgment to discern his faults,
since we have spoke and counsel is not heard,
I, for my part,—let others as they list,-
will leave the court, and leave him to his will,
lest with a ruthful eye I should behold

his overthrow, which sore I fear is nigh. Dor. Ah father, are you so estranged from love,

from due allegiance to your prince and land,
to leave your king when most he heeds your help?
The thrifty husbandmen are never wont,
that see their lands unfruitful, to forsake them;
but when the mould is barren and unapt,
they toil, they plough, and make the fallow fat :
the pilot in the dangerous seas is known;
in calmer waves the silly seaman strives.

R. GREENE

859

POLYPHONTES-MEROPE

Pol.
WHAT

CHAT mad bewilderment of grief is this?
Mer.

Thou art bewildered: the sane head is mine. P. I pity thee and wish thee calmer mind. M. Pity thyself; none needs compassion more. P. Yet, oh! couldst thou but act as reason bids! M. And in my turn I wish the same for thee. P. All I could do to soothe thee has been tried. M.

For that, in this my warning, thou art paid.
P. Knowst thou then aught, that thus thou sound'st the

alarm ?
M. Thy crime: that were enough to make me fear,
P. My deed is of old date, and long atoned.
M.

Atoned this very day, perhaps, it is.
P. My final victory proves the Gods appeased.
M. O victor, victor, trip not at the goal !

Hatred and passionate envy blind their eyes.
M. O heaven-abandoned wretch, that envies thee!
P. Thou hold'st so cheap, then, the Messenian crown?
M. I think on what the future hath in store.

To-day I reign: the rest I leave to Fate. M. For Fate thou wait’st not long; since, in this hourP. What? for so far she hath not proved my foeM. Fate seals my lips and drags to ruin thee.

M. ARNOLD

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THEKLA— MAX. PICCOLOMINI Th. ERE six or seven

colossal statues, and all kings, stood round me in a half-circle. Each one in his hand a sceptre bore, and on his head a star; and in the tower no other light was there but from these stars: all seemed to come from them. “These are the planets,' said that low old man, 'they govern worldly fates, and for that cause are imaged here as kings. He farthest from you, spiteful and cold, an old man melancholy, with bent and yellow forehead, he is Saturn. He opposite, the king with the red light, an arm'd man for the battle, that is Mars: and both these ing but little luck to man.' But at his side a lovely lady stood, the star upon her head was soft and bright, and that was Venus, the bright star of joy. On the left hand, lo! Mercury with wings. Quite in the middle glittered silver bright a cheerful man, and with a monarch's mien; and this was Jupiter, my father's star:

and at his side I saw the Sun and Moon. 861 Max. O never rudely will I blame his faith

in the might of stars and angels !-
For fable is Love's world, his home, his birth-place;
delightedly dwells he 'mong fays and talismans,
and spirits, and delightedly believes
divinities, being himself divine.
The intelligible forms of ancient poets,
the fair humanities of old religion,
the power, the beauty, and the majesty
that had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain,
or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring,
or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished:
they live no longer in the faith of reason!
but still the heart doth need a language, still
doth the old instinct bring back the old names,
and to yon starry world they now are gone,
spirits or gods, that used to share this earth
with man as with their friend; and to the lover

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