by foreign hands thy humble grave adorned, to midnight dances and the public show? A. POPE CAMENA-SOLYMAN HILE he is yet alive, he may be slain; WHI but from the dead no flesh comes back again. While he remains alive, I live in fear. Though he were dead, that doubt still living were. Their greatness, or their worth, is not so much. Thy mother, or thy brother, are amiss; I am betray'd, and one of them it is. My mother if she errs, errs virtuously; Well, dear Camena, keep this secretly: I will be well advised before he die. THE DEATH OF POMPEY LORD BROOKE NE self-same ship contain'd us, when I saw and when the man, that had afright the earth, I wove a coffin for his corse, of seggs, within his elders' tomb that honour'd her. T. KYD 656 HELENA OWNS HER LOVE FOR BERTRAM 657 I confess, THEN I Cone knee, before high heaven and you, that before you, and next unto high heaven, I love your son: my friends were poor but honest; so's my love: that he is loved of me: I follow him not nor would I have him till I do deserve him; the sun that looks upon his worshipper LEONORA-PRINCESS W. SHAKESPEARE Leon. F friendship's soothing words console thee not, I this beauteous world's calm power, and healing time, will imperceptibly restore thy heart. Prin. Ay, beauteous is the world, and many a joy to find what seem'd his heaven-appointed bliss; 658 659 M. alas, so seldom he retains the good which, in auspicious hour, his hand had grasped ; yield that which once with eagerness we seized. A. SWANWICK from Goethe SEBASTIAN CAPTIVE TO HIS CONQUEROR THE HERE satiate all your fury; let fortune empty her whole quiver on me; I have a soul that, like an ample shield, I would have conquered you; and ventured only to give my loosened subjects room to play. nor am I fate's: now have I pleased my longing, for if you give it burial, there it takes possession of your earth; if burned and scattered in the air, the winds that strew my dust, diffuse my royalty, and spread me o'er your clime; for where one atom of mine shall light, know, there Sebastian reigns. THE J. DRYDEN HE blesséd sleep you know not, whose sweet ere he can stretch his labour-aching limbs, R. well as the beating of your heart will let you, 660 Wal. Hark! who's there? I hear nothing; nor aught do I behold save on yon tree that was hanged there for murder. WALLENSTEIN-GORDON HO now persists in calling Fortune false? WH To me she has proved faithful, with fond love took me from out the common ranks of men, and like a mother goddess, with strong arm carried me swiftly up the steps of life. Nothing is common in my destiny, nor in the furrows of my hand. Who dares interpret then my life for me as 'twere one of the undistinguishable many? True in this present moment I appear fall'n low indeed; but I shall rise again. The high flood will soon follow on this ebb. Gor. And yet remember I the good old proverb, Let the night come before we praise the day. I would be slow from long continued fortune to gather hope for hope is the companion given to the unfortunate by pitying Heaven. S. T. COLERIDGE from Schiller 661 WALLENSTEIN ON HEARING OF THE DESERTION ET that go by: LET OF ISOLANI I never reckoned yet on gratitude. And wherein doth he wrong in going from me? he has worshipped at the gaming table. With my Fortune, and my seeming destiny, he made the bond, and broke it not with me. I am but the ship in which his hopes were stowed, and with the which well-pleased and confident S. T. COLERIDGE from Schiller 662 TO TITUS BEFORE THE WALLS OF JERUSALEM 663 ON of Vespasian! I have been a soldier, oma aged bare. Battles have been familiar to mine eyes I have seen the painted Briton sweep to battle his fierce steed with the sudden grasp of death. they grow beneath the slaughter. NATHAN TO DAVID H. H. MILMAN HUS Nathan saith unto his lord the king: THU 'There were two men both dwellers in one town, the one was mighty and exceeding rich in oxen, sheep, and cattle of the field; the other poor, having nor ox, nor calf, nor other cattle, save one little lamb, which he had bought and nourish'd by the hand; |