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Spring to prepare the soldier's festival;
Clings round his neck as she would cling for ever! 3. Such golden deeds lead on to golden days,
Days of domestic peace—by him who plays
Within how silently--in more than words! 4. A Holiday—the frugal banquet spread
On the fresh herbage near the fountain-head,
Where, silver bright, the water-lilies blow:-
Where. Punch and Scaramouch aloft are seen;
All, all abroad, and music in the gale:
On the barn floor, where maiden feet are light;
II. THE FIGHT OF FREEDOM.
7. Like Hampden struggling in his country's cause,
The first, the foremost to obey the laws,
Went Sidney, Russell, Raleigh, Cranmer, More! 8. On into twilight within walls of stone,
Then to the place of trial; and alone,
But guilty men
-On the day destined for his funeral !
Breathed in his drowsy ear "Away, away!
And, when her dear, dear father passed along,
-Sanuel Rogers (1763–1855).
quips and cranks. See Milton's l’Allegro, line 27.
Not that fair field
Was gathered. Scaramouch. The word is applied to a braggart, one valiant in words but a coward. Here, it stands for a comedy in which a character of this name was introduced. He was attired in black, with a square black cap, a black mantle, and a mask on his face. His part consisted of loud boasting followed by cowardice.
that sweet saint. Lord Jeffrey says, “We know of nothing at once so pathetic and so sublime as the few simple sentences here alluded to in the account of Lord Russell's trial.
Lord Russell.—May I have somebody write to help my memory? Mr. Attorney General.—Yes, a servant.
Lord Chief Justice.—Any of your servants shall assist you in writing anything you please for you.
Lord Russell.—My wife is here, my Lord, to do it!— When we recollect who Russell and his wife were, and what a destiny was then impending, this one trait makes the heart swell almost to bursting.”
that gate mignamed.—The Traitor's Gate in the Tower.
Sydney and Russell were convicted on an alleged charge of sharing in the Rye-house Plot and beheaded in 1683.
Raleigh was confined in the Tower for thirteen years on a charge of high treason. He was executed in 1618.
Cranmer (Archbishop) was sent to the Tower on the accession of Mary. He was charged with treason, and afterwards with heresy. For the latter he was condemned to die, but recanted at the stake. He afterwards withdrew his recantation and was burnt in 1555.
More (Sir Thomas) was imprisoned in the Tower for thirteen months for refusing to acknowledge the religious validity of Henry VIII.'s divorce from Catherine. He was executed July 2, 1535.
the blushing Maid. The incident here referred to is a most touching one. When More was at the Tower Wharf, on his return from trial at Westminster, four days before his execution, he was met by his daughter, Margaret Roper, who desired to see her father and receive his last blessing. As soon as she saw him she ran hastily to him and, “passing through the midst of the throng and guard of men, who with bills and halberts compassed him round,” she openly embraced him and took him about the neck and kissed him, not able to say any word but “Oh, my father! oh, my father!” She had scarcely gone ten steps when she again suddenly turned back and again took him about the neck and repeatedly kissed him. Few even of the guard could refrain their tears.
PALMYRA IN ITS. GLORY.
[Palmyra is situated in a great oasis of the desert near the southeastern frontier of Syria. It was built by Solomon, who called it Tadmor, a name which, like Palmyra, means “The City of Palms." In A.D. 266 Zenobia became its queen. She endeavoured to make herself mistress of a great empire, but in 273 the city was taken by the Roman Emperor, and Zenobia became a prisoner. It was subsequently restored, but was finally destroyed by Tamerlane. Since that time it has been entirely deserted. Its remains occupy a space of three miles square, and still attest its former splendour.
The following passage and that on page 53 are taken from Zenobia; or, the Fall of Palmyra, an Historical Romance, by William Ware (1797-1852), and are intended to depict the city as it was before its destruction.]
1. I was still buried in reflection when I was aroused by the shout of those who led the caravan, and who had attained the summit of a little rising ground, saying, “Palmyra! Palmyra!” I urged forward my steed, and in a moment the most wonderful prospect I ever beheldno, I cannot except even Rome-burst upon my sight.
2. Flanked by hills of considerable elevation on the east, the city filled the whole plain below as far as the eye could reach, both toward the north and toward the south. This immense plain was all one vast and boundless city. It seemed to me to be larger than Rome. Yet I knew very well that it could not be,—that it was not. And it was some
time before I understood the true character of the scene before me, so as to separate the city from the country, and the country from the city, which here wonderfully interpenetrate each other, and so confound and deceive the observer.
3. The city proper is so studded with groups of lofty