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At length in sleep their bodies they compose, Silence is thrice enjoin'd; then tlms aloud
Now scarce the dawning day begati to spring, list’ning crowd.
And wounds, if wounds ensue, be short of life: Rustling of harness, rattling of the shield, But issues, ere the fight, his dread command, Clattering of armor furbish'd for the field. That Alings afar the poniards Juand to hand, Crowds to the castle mounted
Be banish'd frony xhe field; that none shall dare
young, The yeomen guard the streets in seemly bands; Fight each his fill with swords and inaces long. And clowns come crowding on, with cudgels The herald ends: the vaulted firmament in their bands.
With loud acclaims and vast applause is rent: The trumpets, next the gate, in order placed, Heaven guard a prince so gracious and so good, Attend the sign to sound the martial blast; So just and yet so provident of blooci! The palace-yard is fill'd with floating tides, This was the gen'ral cry. The trumpets sound, And the lasi comers beze the former to the sides. And warlike symphony is heard around. The throng is in the midst : the common crew The inarching troops thro’Athens taketheir way, Shut out, the hall admits the better few; The great earl-martial orders their array. In knots they stand, or in a ránk they walk, The fair from high the passing pomp behold; Serious in aspect, earnest in their talk: A rain of flow'rs is from the windows rollid, Factious, and favoring this or t’ other side, The casements are with collen tissue spread, As their strong fancy or weak reason guide : And horses' hoofs, for eartlı, or silken tapestry Their wagers back their wishes : numbers hold tread: With the fair freckled king, and beard of gold : The king goes midmost, and the rivals ride So vigorous are his eyes, such rays they cast, In equal rank, and elose his either side. Sa prominent his cagle's leak is plac'd. Next after then there rode i he royal wife, But most their looks on the black monarch bend, With Emily, the cause and the reward of strise, His rising inuscles and his brawn commend; The followiny cavalcade, by three and three, His double-biting axe and beamy spear,
Proceed by tiiles marshalld in degree. Fach asking a gigantic force to rear.
Thus thro' the southern gale they take their way, All spoke'as partial favor mov'd the mind; And at the list arrive ere prime of day. And, safe themselves, at others cost divin'd. There, parting from the king, the chiefs divide,
Wak'd by the cries, thi’ Athenian chiefarose, And, wheeling east and west, before their many The Knightly fornis of comhat to dispose ;
[high, And passing thro' th' obsernicus guarils he sat Th' Athenian monarch mounts his throne on Conspicuous on a throne, sublime in state ; And after him the queen and Emily: There for the two contending knights he sent: Next these the kindred of the crown are grac'd Armd cap-a-pee, with rev'rence low they bent. With nearer seats, and lords by ladies plac'd. He smil'd on both, and with superior look Scarce were they seated, when with clamors loud Alike their offered adoration took,
In rusli'l at once a rude promiscuous crowd: The people press on ev'ry side, to see The guaris, and then each other overbear, Their awful prince, an hear his high decree. And in a moreni throng the spacious theatre. Then signing to their beralls with his hand, Now chan:'d the jarring noise to whispers low, They gave his orders from tireir lofty stand. As winds forsaking seas more sofily blow;
When at the western gate, on which the car | By fits they cease; and, leaning on the lance,
The other backward to ihe crupper sent: Arthat self moment entcrs Palamon
Both were by turns umhors'd; the jealous blon's The gare of Venus, and the rising sun ; Fall thick and beavy, when on toot they close. War'd by the wanton winds, luis banner flies, So deep their falchions bite, that ev'ry stroke All inaiden while, and shares the people's eyes. Piered to the quick; and equal wounds they From east to west, look all the world around,
gave and inok.
So when a tiger sucks the bullock's blood,
Thus, rang'd the herald, for inc last proclaims Euch claims possession, neither will obey, A silence, while they answer to their names : But both their paws are fastened on the prey; For so the king decreed, to shun the care, (war. They bite, they rear,anıl while in vain they strive, The fraud of musters false, the common banc of The swains come arni'd between, and bou to The tale was just, and then the gaies were clos'd, distance drive. And chief to chief, and troop to troop oppos'd. At length, as fate foredoom'd, and all things The heralds last retird and loudly cried,
tend The fortune of the field be fairly tried.
By course of time to their appointed end, At this, the challenger with fierce defy So when the sun to west was far declin'd, Ilistrumpetsounds, the challeng'd makesreply: And both afresh in mortal battle join'd, With clingor rings the field, resounds the The strong Emetrius came in Arcite's aid, vaulled skv.
Aud Palaion with odds was overlaid : Their vizors clasd, their lances in the rest, For, turning short, he struck with all his might Or at the helmet pointed, or the crest; Full on the helmet of the unwary knight. They vanish froni the barrier, speed the race, Deep was the wound; die swagger'd with the Aud spurring sec decrease the middle space.
blow, A cloud of smioke envelops either host, And turn'd him to his unexpected foe : dod ::ll at once the combatants are lost : Whom with such force he struck, he felld him Darkling they join adverse, and shock unseen,
Coursers witli conrsers justling, nien with men: And cleft the circle of his golden crown.
Arcite of Thebes has won the beanteous Emily, The mighty maces with such haste descend, The sound of trumpets to the voice replied, They break the bones, and make the solid ar- And round the royal lists the heralds cried, imor bend.
Arcite of 'Thebes has won the beauteous bride. Tlus thrusts amid the throng with furious force; The people rend the skies with vast applause ; Down yves at once, the horseman and the horse: Allown the chief, when fortune owns the cause. That courser stumbles on the fallen steed, Arcite is own'd ev'n by the gods above, And found'ring throws the rider o'er his head. And conqu’ring Mars insults the Queen of Love. One rolls along a foot-ball to his fous ; So langh'd he, when the rightful Titan faild, One with a broken trincheon deals his hlows. And Jove's usurping arms in heaven prevailid. This haluing, this disabled with his wound, Laugh'd all the pow'rs who favor tyranny; In triumph led, is to the pillar bound; And all the standing army of the sky. Where by the king's award he must abide : But Venus with dejected eyes appears. Tixregues a capieve led on i' other side. And weeping on the lists distils her tears ;
n; Iler will refus'd, which grieves a woman most, (The vent'rous knight is from the saddle throw And in her champion foil'd, the cause of love is But 'tis the fault of fortune, not his own. Till, Saturn said, Fair daughter, now be still, (lost. If crowns and palms the conqu’ring side adorn, The blust'ring fool has satisfied his will; The victor under better stars was born : His boon is given; his knight has gain’d the day, The brave man seeks not popular applause, But lost the prize; th' arrears are yet to pay: Nor overpower'd with arms deserts his cause ; Thy honr is come, and mine the care shall be Unsham'd, tho' foil'd, he does the best he can ; To please thy knight, and set thy promise free. Force is of brutes, but honor is of man.
Now while the heralds run the lists around, Thus Theseus smild on al, with equal grace, And Arcite, Arcite, heaven and earth resound; And each was set according to his place. A miracle (not less it could he call'd)
With ease'were reconcil'd the diff’ring parts, Their joy with unexpected sorrow pallid. For envy never dwells in noble hearts. The victor knight had laid his helm aside, At length they took their leave, the tiine espir'd, Part for his ease, the greater part for pride : Well pleas'd, and to their several homnes retir'd. Bare-headed, popularly low he bow'd,
Meanwhile the health of Arcite still impairs; And paid the salutations to the crowd. From bad proceeds to worse, and mocks the Then spurring at full speed, ran headlong on
leeches cares; Where Theseus sat on his imperial throne ; Swolnois his breast
, his. inward pains sincrease ; Furious he drove, and upward cast his eye, Where, next the queen, was plac'd his Emily; The clotted blood lies heavy on his heart, Then passing to the saddle-bow he bent : Corrupts, and there remains in spite of art: A sweet regard the gracious virgin lent. Nor breathing veins, nor cupping, will prevail; (For woman, to the brave an easy prey, All outward remedies and inward fail : Still follow fortune where she leads the way.) The mould of nature's fabric is destroy;d; Just then from earth sprung out a flashing fire, Her vessels discompos'd, her virtue void : By Pluto sent, at Saturn's bad desire :
The bellows of his lungs begin to swell : Thestartling steed was seis’d with sudden fright, All out of frame is every secret cell, And, bounding,o'er the pommel cast the knight: Nor can the good receive, nor bad expel. Forward he few, and, pitching on his head, Those breathing organs thus within oppressid, He quiver'd with his feet, and lay for dead. With venom soon distend the sinews of hisøreast. Black was his count'nance in a little space ; Nought profits him to save abandon'd life, Forallthe blood was gather'd in his face. [ground, Nor vomits upward aid, nor downward laxative. Help was at hand: they reard him from the The midmost region batter'd and destroy'd, And from his cumbrous arms his limbs unbound: When nature cannot work th' cffect of art is Then lanc'd avein, and watch'd returning breath; void. It came; but clogg'd with symptoms of his death. For physic can but mend our crazy state, The saddle-bow the nobler parts had prest, Patch an old building, not a new create. All bruis’d and mortified his manly breast. Arcite is doom'd to die in all his pride, Him still entranc'd, and in a litter laid, Must leave his youth, and yield his beauleous They bore from field, and to his bed convey'd. bride, At length he wak’d. and, with a feeble cry, Gain'd hardly, against right, and unenjoy'd. The word he first pronounc'd was Emily,
When 'twas declar'd all hope of life was past Meantiine the king, though inwardly he Conscience (that of all physic works the last) mourn'd,
Caus’d him to send for Emily in haste.
whom best I love and value most; But that which gladded all the warrior train, But to your service I bequeath my ghost; Though most were sorely wounded none were which from this mortal body when untied, slain.
Unseen, unheard, shall hover at your side; The surgeons soon despoild them of their arms, Nor fright you waking, nor your sleep offend, And some with salves they cure, and some with But wait officious, and your steps attend. charms;
How I have lov'd, excuse my falt'ring tongue, Fonient the bruises, and the pains assuage, My spirits feeble, and my pains are strong: And heal their inward hurts with sov'reign This I may say, I only grieve to die, draughts of sage,
Because I lose my charming Emily: The king in person visits all around;
To die, when Heaven had put you in my pow'r, Conforts the sick, congratulates the sound ; Fate could not choose a more malicious hour! Honors the princely chiefs, rewards the rest, What greater curse could envious fortune give, And holds for thrice three days a royal feast. Than just to die when I began to live ! None was disgrac'd; for failing is no shame, Vain men, how vanishing a bliss we crave, Awl cowardice aloue is loss of fame. Now warm in love, now with'ring in the grave!
Never, O never inore to sce the sun!
Till Thesens in his arms convey'd with care, Still dark, in a damp vault, and still alone! Far from so sad a sight, the swooning fais. This fate is common; but I lose iny breath, 'Twere loss of time her sorrow to relate ; Near bliss, and yet not bless'd before my death. Ill bears the sex a youthful lover's fate, Farewell; but take me dying in your arins, When just approaching to the nuptial state; "Tis all I can enjoy of all your charms : But, like a low-hung cloud, it rains so fast, This hand I cannot but in death resign;
That all at once it falls, and cannot last. Ah! could I live! but while I live ris mine. The face of things is chang'd, and Athens now, I feel my end approach, and thus embrac'd, That laugh'd so late, becomes the scene of woe : Am pleás'd to dic; but hear nie speak my last : Matrous and maids, both sexes, ev'ry state, Ah! my sweet fre, for you, and you alone, With tears laruent ihe kuighe's untiinely fate. I broke my faith with injur'd Palamon. Nor greater grief in talling Troy was seen But lore the sense of right and wrong confounds, For lector's death; but Hector was not then. Strong love and proud ambition have no bounds: Old nen with dust deformd their hoary hair ; And much I do ibt, should licaven ny lite pro- The women beat their breasts, their cheeks they long,
tcar. I should return to justify my wrong.
Why wouldst thou go, with oneconsent they cry; For, while my foriner flames remain within, When thou hadst gold enough, and Emily? Repentance is but want of pow'r to sin.
Theseus himself, who should have cheer'd the With inortai hatred I pursued his life;
grief Nor he, for you, were guilty of the strife : Of nthers, wanted now the same relief. Nor I, but as I lov'd; yet all combin'd, Old Egeus only could revive his son, Your beauty, and my impotence of mind, Who various changes of the world had known; And bis concurrent flame, that blew my fire; And strange vicissitudes of human fate, For still our kindred souls had one desire. Sull alt'ring, never in a steady state; He had a moment's right in point of timne ;
Good afier ill, and after pain delight; Had I seen first, then his had been the crime. Alternate, like the scenes of day and night : Fate made it inine, and justified his right; Since ev'ry man who lives is burn to die, Nor holds this earth a more deserving knight And none can boast sincere felicity, For vîrtue, valor, and for noble blood, With eqnal mind what happens let us bear, Truth, honor, all that is compris'd in good ; Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond So help me Ileaven, in all the world is none
our care. So worthy to be lov'd as Palainon.
Like pilgrims to th' appointed place we tend; He loves you too with sach an holy fire The world's an inn, and death the journey's end. As will not, cannot, but with life expire : Even kings but play, and when their part is dene, Our vow'd affections both have often tried, Some other, worse or better, mount the thronc. Nor any love but yours could ours divide. With words like these the crowd was satisfied: Then, by my lore's inviolable band,
And so they would have been had Theseus died. By my long sufl'ring, and my short cominand, But he, their king, was lab'ring in his mind Ife'er you plight your vows when I am gone, A fitting place for fun'ral pomps to find, Have pity on the faithful Palamon.
Which were in honor of ihe dead designid: This was his tast; for death came on aniain, And, after long debate, at last he found And exercis'd below his iron reign;
(As love itself had nark'd the spot of ground) Then upward to the seat of life he goes : That grove for ever green, that conscious land, Sense fled before him, what he touch'd he froze. Where he with Palmon fought hand to hand : Yet couli he not his closing cyes withdraw, That where he feu liis amorous desires Though less and less of Emily he saw; With soft complaints, and felt his hottest fires. So, speechless, for a little space he lay ; There other flames might waste his earthly part, Then grasp'd the hand he held, and sigh'd his Aud burn his limbs, where lore had burn'd soul away.
his heart. But whither went his soul, let such rclate This once resolved, the peasants were enjoin'd WVbo search the scerets of the future state : Sere-wood, and firs, and dodderd oaks to fiud. Divines can say but what themselves believc; With sounding axes to the grove they go, Strong proofs they have, but not demonstrative : Fell, split, and lay the fuel on a row, For were all plain, then all sides must agree, Vulcanian food : a bier is next prepar'd, And faith itself be lost in certainty.
On which the lifeless body should be reard, To live uprightly then is sure the best ; Cover'd with cloth of gold, on which was laid To save ourselves, and not to damn the rest. The corpse of Arcite, in like robes array'd. The soul of Arcite went where heathens go, White gloves were on his hands, and on his head Who better live than we, though less they know. A wreath of laurel, mix'd with myrtle, spread. In Palamon a lively grief appears ;
A sword keen-edg'd within his right he held, Silent he wept, asham'd to show his tears : "The warlike emblem of the conquer'd ficlu : Emilia shriek d but once, and then oppress'd Bare was his inanly visage on the bier : With sorrow, sunk upon her lover's breast: Menac'd his count'nance; even in death severe.
Then to the palace-hall they bore the knighi, And pearls, and precious stones, and fich
array; To lie in solemo state, a public sight.
in midst of which, embalmed, his body lay. Grans, cries, and howlings, fill the crowded place, The service sung, the maid with mourning eyes Aut maitected sorrow sat on ev'ry face. The stubble fir'd; the sinould'ring flames arise: Sad Palamon above the rest appears,
This viñce doue, she sunk upon the ground; In sable garments, dew'd with gushing tears': But what she spoke recover'd from her swoon, His auburn locks on either shoulder flow'd, I want the wit in moving words to dress; Which to the fun'ral of his friend he vow'd : But by themselves the tender sex may guess. But Emily, as chief, was next his side, While the devouring fire was buruing fast, A virgin-widow, and a mourning bride. Rich jewels in the flame the wealthy cast; And, that the princely obsequies might be And soine their shields, and some their lances Perform'd according to his high degree,
threw, The steed that bore him living to the fight And gave their warrior's ghost a warrior's due. Wastrapp'dwithpolish'dstcel, allshiningbright, Full bowls of wine, of honey, milk, and bloo:1,7 And cover'd with th'achievementsoftheknight. Where pour'd upon the pile of burning wood, The riders rode abreast, and one his shield, And hissing fames receive, and, hungry, lick His lance of cornel-wood another held;
the food. The third his bow, and, glorious to behold, Then thrice the mounted squadrons ride around The costly quiver, all of burnish'd gold. The fire, and Arcite's name they thrice resound; The noblest of the Grecians nest appear, Hail, and farewell, they shouted thrice amain Anl, weeping, on their shonlders bore the bier; Thrice facing to the left, and thrice they turn'd With sober pace they march'd, and often staid, again : And thro' the master-street the corpse convey'd. Stillas they turn'd, theybeattheirclatt'ringshields; The houses to their tops with black were spread, The wonien mix their cries; and clamor fills Andeven the pavements were with mourning hid. the fields. The right side of the pall old Egeus kept, The warlike wakes continu'd all the night, And on the left the royal Theseus wept; And fun'ral games were play'd at new returning Each bore a golden bowl of work divine, With honey filld, and milk, and mix'd with Who naked wrestled best, besmear'd with oil, reddy wine.
Or who with gruntlets gave or took the foil, Then Palamon, the kinsman of the slain, I will not tell you, nor would you attend; And after himn appear'd tlı' illustrious train, But briefly haste to my long story's end. To grace the pomp, came Emily the bright,
the rest ; the year was fully inourn'sl, With cover'd fire, the fun’ral pile to light. And Palamon long since to Thehes return'd : With high devotion was the service made, When, by the Grecians general consent, And all the rites of Pagan honor paid : At Athens Theseus held his parliament. So lofty was the pile, a Parthian bow, Among the laws that pass'd, it was decreed, With vigor drawn, inust send the shaft below. That conquer'd Thebes from bondage should be The boitom was full twenty fathom broad, With crackling straw beneath in due proportion Reserving homage to th' Athenian throne, strew'd.
To which the sovereign summond Palamon. The fabric seein'd a wood of rising green, Unknowing of the cause, he took his way, With sulphur and bitumen cast between, Mournful in mind, and still in black
array. To feed the flames: the trees were unctnous fir, The monarch mount, the throne, and, plac'd And mountain-ash, the mother of the spear :
on high, The mourner-yew and builder-oak were there: Coinmands into the court the beauteous Emily: The beech, the swimming alder, and the plane, So call'd, she came; the senate rose, and paid Herd box, and linden of a softer grain, Becoming rev’rence to the royal maid. And laurels, which the Gods for conqu’ring
And first soft whispers through th'assemblywent: chiefs ordain.
With silent wonder then they watch'd the event: How they were rank'd shall rest untold by me, All hush'd, the king arose with awful grace: With nameless nymphs that liv'd in ev'ry tree : Deep thought was in his breast, and counsel in Nor how the dryads, or the woodland train,
his face. Disherited, ran howling o'er the plain : At length he sighed; and, having first prepard Nor how the birds to foreign seats repair'd, Th' attentive audience, thus his will declar'd: Or beasts, that bolted out, and saw the forest The cause and spring of motion, from above, bard:
llung down on earth the golden chain of love : Nor how the ground, now cicard, with ghasily Great was th' effect, and high was his intent, fright,
When peace among the jarring seeds he sent. Beheld the sudden sun, a stranger to the light. Fire, flood, and earth, andair, by this were bound,
The spraw, as I first said, was laid below: And Love, the common link, the new crcation Of chips and sere-wood was the second row;
crown'd. The third of greens, and tinber newly felld; Thechain still holds, far, though the formis decay, The fourth high stage the fragraut odits held. Eternal matter never wears away: