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A DROWNED SOLDIER
ALKING next day upon the fatal shore, among the slaughter'd bodies of their men, which the full-stomach'd sea had cast upon the sands, it was my unhappy chance to light upon a face, whose favour when it lived my astonish'd mind inform'd me I had seen. He lay in his armour, as if that had been his coffin; and the weeping sea (like one whose milder temper doth lament the death of him whom in his rage he slew) runs up the shore, embraces him, kisses his cheek; goes back again and forces up the sands to bury him; and every time it parts, sheds tears upon him; till at last, (as if it could no longer endure to see the man whom it had slain, yet loath to leave him) with a kind of unresolv'd unwilling pace,
winding her waves one in another, (like
a man that folds his arms, or wrings his hands,
880 LEONIDAS' ADDRESS TO THE LEADERS OF THE
VENERABLE synod, whose decrees
have called us forth to vanquish or to die, thrice hail! Whate'er by valour we obtain your wisdom must preserve. With piercing eyes each Grecian state contemplate, and discern their various tempers. Animate the cold, and watch the faithless: some there are betray themselves and Greece; their perfidy prevent, or call them back to honour. Let us all be linked in sacred union, and the Greeks shall stand the world's whole multitude in arms. If for the spoil, which Paris bore to Troy, a thousand barks the Hellespont o'erspread shall not again confederated Greece
be roused to battle, and to freedom give,
GREAT Jove, immure my heart, or girt it with
some ribs of steel, lest it break through this flesh,
and can a cloud, darker than night, so muffle
and armour were not made things to be talk'd on,
for him, to boast he strove with Ajax Telamon,
OW the third and fatal conflict of the Persian throne was done,
and the Moslem's fiery valour had the crowning victory
Harmosan, the last and boldest the invader to defy, captive overborne by numbers, they were bringing forth to die.
Then exclaimed that noble captive-"Lo! I perish in
give me but one drink of water, and let then arrive the worst."
In his hand he took the goblet, but awhile the draught forbore,
seeming doubtfully the purpose of the foemen to explore.
Well might then have paused the bravest-for around him angry foes
with an hedge of naked weapons did that lonely man enclose.
"But what fear'st thou ?" cried the Caliph: "is it, friend, a secret blow?
fear it not our gallant Moslem no such treacherous dealing know:
thou may'st quench thy thirst securely, for thou shalt not die before
thou hast drunk that cup of water-this reprieve is thine no more."
Quick the Satrap dashed the goblet down to earth with ready hand,
and the liquid sank for ever, lost amid the burning sand.
"Thou hast said that mine my life is, till the water of that cup
I have drained-then bid thy servants that spilled water gather up."
For a moment stood the Caliph as by doubtful passions stirred,
then exclaimed, "For ever sacred must remain a monarch's word!
bring another cup, and straightway to the noble Persian give:
drink, I said before, and perish-now I bid thee drink and live."
R. C. TRENCH
SEE a man's life is a tedious one:
I have tired myself; and for two nights together have made the ground my bed. I should be sick, but that my resolution helps me.-Milford,
when from the mountain-top Pisanio show'd thee,
where they should be reliev'd. Two beggars told me
a punishment or trial? Yes; no wonder,
when riches once scarce tell true: to lapse in fulness
is worse in kings, than beggars. My dear lord!
I were best not call; I dare not call; yet famine,
KING JOHN TO HUBERT
HAD a thing to say;-but let it go;
the sun is in the heaven, and the proud day,
is all too wanton and too full of gawds
if this same were a churchyard where we stand,
had baked thy blood, and made it heavy, thick;
or if that thou couldst see me without eyes,
without eyes, ears, and harmful sound of words;
I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts:
885 TYRREL'S SOLILOQUY ON the murder of the
TWO PRINces, children of qUEEN ELIZABETH
HE tyrannous and bloody act is done;
the most arch deed of piteous massacre
albeit they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs,
their lips were four red roses on a stalk,
which in their summer beauty kiss'd each other.
which once, quoth Forrest, almost changed my mind;
IS Cæsar that you mean: is it not, Cassius? Let it be who it is; for Romans now have thewes and limbs like to their ancestors; but, woe the while! our fathers' minds are dead, and we are govern'd with our mothers' spirits; our yoke and sufferance show us womanish. Casc. Indeed, they say the senators to-morrow mean to establish Cæsar as a king:
and he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
Cas. I know where I will wear this dagger then;