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The nuptial banquet, and his fair espousd Bright Amarantha, where she stands beset
With violation menac'd.
But the eye

By Caspians, strangers to their leader's fate,
Of Amarantha mark'd th' unequal fight;

Persisting still in pertinacious strife Her poniard drawn, the only succour left, Against Aronces, and her mauly sire; She holds intrepid, resolute on death,

Then swift as sulph'rous ether, when its fame No second thraldom; when th' auspicious sight Divides a knotted oak or cleaves a tow'r, Of Caria's queen revives her fainting hopes. Flies on the ruffians: “Tro ye lift,” he cries, Stern Artemisia, rapid on the call

“ Your hands profane against the destin'd queen Of vigilant Aronces, now approach'd

Of Macedon?” a carnage wide he spreads In awful tone the Caspians: “ Sheath your blades, Beneath his trampling steed and pond'rous blade. Ye fierce in look, not courage, or this arın

Dismounting victor, he unclasps his helm, (Her falchion here she waves) shall hide these streets Her dear betroth'd to Amarantha shows With your vile carrion. Despicable herd

In Alexander, Macedonia's king.
Of rebels, led by what presumptuous fiend Ne'er yet so comel viso endearing look'd
Dare you invade a fortress of your king,

A lover; rescu'd from barbarian spoil
Ev'n in my presence, he perhaps in sight?" She meets his arms, while Timon weeps in joy.

They hear; they pause. Enclosed by thick’ning With Melibæus, from a stage of blood, In multitude contiding, urg'd by lust, (guards, The Carian queen approach’d, while thus the king Which lends a courage new, Argestes fell,

His fervent soul was opening : “Oh! my love, Inciting loud his ruffians to persist,

My Amarantha ! my affianc'd love! Strikes her indignant eye. What wrath, what hopes I feel, but cannot paint, my sorrows past, Of just, of long-sought vengeance swell her breast ! My present joys. The day, the appointed day As when the mother of a lion brood,

To solemnize our nuptial rites was nigh, From wonted chase returning, sees a wolf

I left my kingdom, flew to Delphi's walls; Or treach'rous tiger stealing towards her den, Thou wast not there. What horrour, when I heard Who in her absence would securely prey

Thou wast a captive! by what barb'rous hand Ou her defenceless whelps, her eyeballs roll None could inform me; thence from march to march Io fire, she rushes on th' insidious foe

I track'd the Persians; tidings of thy fate With fangs resistless; he contends in vain,

No tongue could tell; through Attica I rang'd, His chest she rends asunder, and his heart

Bæotia, Phocis, Doris; Locris still Devours unsated; so incens'd the queen,

Was left to search. Disconsolate I join'd Begirt by Carians terrible in war,

The royal camp last ev'ning; there I heard To each barbarian terrible who saw

Of Mithridates by thy virtue slain; Their high exploits on Salaminian waves,

At Thebes, of curs'd Argestes, who had held Rush'd on Argestes ; Melibeus brave

Thee pris’ner there; of thy departure thence March'd by her side a second, whom the god With kind Sandauce to Nicæa's fort; Of arms might rank among his foremost sons. But further told, that base Argestes led The Caspians shrunk; by desperation bold, The Caspian horse forerunners of the host; The satrap spurr'd his courser on the queen, Alarm’d, my troop I gather'd, I pursu'd, And whirl'd a javelin shiv'ring on her shield; Am come to save thee, nor one hour withhold She on the forehead smote the restiff horse, The full protection of my nuptial band.” Who, rearing, hurl’d his rider to the ground, Th’illustrious virgin answer'd in a sigh: Then points her dreadful weapon tow'rds the breast “O Alexander, I am thine, thou mine Of her detested foe, intent to pierce

By sacred vows; yet thou a fue to Greece!" The trait'rous heart. This invocation first

Then Artemisia : “ Noble maid, I praise She solemn utters: “ Manes of the brave!

That zeal for Greece, thy country ; but forbear Whom he devoted on the Malian fields

At this momentous crisis to combine Unpitied victims of his hate to me,

Thy preservation with a public care; To you, my subjects, this malignant head Thou need'st protection both of rank and pow'r. I immolate. Hence, satrap, once the chief Few can resist the lustre of thy form, In pow'r and state, in vice and falsehood chief, Which, left unguarded through the lawless course Seck Rhadamanthus; tell him, while he frowns Of war, might light in others, less deprav'd On his tribunal, Themis to iny hand

Than foul Argestes and his barb'rous son, Her sword resign'd to cut thy treason short." New flames to burst in violence again." Her vengeance levels now the mortal blow,

She ceases; Timon ratifies her words. When dignity restrains her. “ Rise," she said, A mother's office now the queen performs " Thou criminal, unworthy by this arm

In preparation for connubial rites; To die; preserve him, Carians, to abide

Nor old Aronces, nor th' acknowledg'd beir The ignominous lot, by justice doom'd

Of Lygdamis, are slow. With human blood To common villains. Melibæus, change

Impure, the streets are cleans’d, the slain remov'd; Thy name; I clasp thee Haliartus now,

Flow'rs pluck'd for chaplets, nuptial torches burn, My brother, prov'd by gallant deeds; at least The altars smoke with odours, sternest hearts No evidence but virtue I require

Grow mild, Bellona's furies sleep forgot, For nobler union than congenial birth,

Her fifes and clarions soften to delight
By friendsbịp's sacred ties to call thee mine."

The ear of Hymen; joy concludes the day.
She scarce had finish’d, when a second troop
Of horsemen through the southern portal spread
New terrour. In their front a splendid chief,

BOOK IX.
Who wears a regal circle; round he casts Sort rose the morn, and still; the azure flood
A searching eye, impatient soon beholds

In gentle volumes, undisturb’d with tides,

But heavid by zephyrs, glaz'd the pebbled shore; These arms; will perish there before thy foes, When Caria's princess, visiting the beach

If such my fate; if victor in thy ranks, With Haliartus, and her son belov'd,

Hang in thy mansion my reposing shield,
Her bosom thus disclos'd: “O brother! friend There make my home. Yet often will I court
In danger tried, not yet are Asia's woes

Thy welcome, princess, on the Carian shore
Complete; to Greece new trophies I forbode. To worship still thy virtue, on thy son
Oh! soon transported o'er these hostile waves, Still pour the blessings of parental Jove."
May Artemisia rest her wearied head

The Carian queen subjoins : “I must approve,
At length in peace, and thou, so late redeem'd, To such clear honour yield; bring Timon, call
With her partake the blessing! Ah! thy looks The king; time presses, we must all depart;
Reject the proffer-yet some rev'rence bear A sacred Delphian too from bondage freed
To Artemisia, some fraternal love.

Thou shalt receive, O Medon.” Swift the chief How shall I plead? will haughty Greece admit To disembark his captives gave command; Thee to her honours, thee in humblest state, Five was their number; one beyond the rest Though meriting the highest, known so long? In stature tower'd, his armour was unspoil'd, Halicarnassus, an illustrious town,

Though rich in burnish'd gold, emboss'd with gems Among her noblest citizens will rank

Of starry light; his dignity and form The son arow'd of Lygdamis. O cast

The victors rev’renc'd. Medon to the queen: A kindred eye on this my orphan boy!

“ These Aristides, at my efforts pleas'd, Who must become his guardian, who supply Gave to my choice from numbers; an exchange My care, should Fate precipitate my doom?" For Melibæus and the Delphian priest

Tears down the beard of Haliartus flow'd, These I design'd; my friends thy bounty frees; Amicted, though determin'd. On his hand Take these unransom'd from a grateful hand.” Leander hung; the captivating mien

“ O lib'ral man!” the Carian princess here: Of Melibæus had at once allur'd

Thou dost produce Masistius; virtuous lord ! The tender youth to entertain belief

How will Mardonius in thy sight rejoice, In old Aronces, when he first proclaim'd

How lift his hopes !" To her Masistius bow'd,
The swain true son of Lygdamis. These words To Medon spake: “O Grecian ! if a thought
From Haliartus broke: “ Thy birth, thy name, To die thy debtor could debase my soul,
Thy virtues, queen, I rev’rence; of thy blood I should deserve till death all human woes.
Acknowledg'd, more ennobled in thy praise, Demand, obtain; to Asia I am dear,
I feel my elevation; but thy ear

Lov'd by Mardonius, honour'd by the king,
Approring lend. Three suns are now elaps'd I cannot ask what either would refrise
Since gen'rous Medon, by a faithful mouth, To him who gave me liberty and life.”
Cugrey'd his promise to redeem my head,

“ Thou canst,” rejoins the chief, “obtain a grace Exchang'd for splendid captives, by his arm To me of precious worth, to Xerxes none; In fight acquir'd; I hourly watch to hail

Nor golden stores nor gems attract my eye; His peaceful mast, perhaps yon distant keel I have a sister, dearer than the mines Contains his person. To forsake this friend, Of Ind, or wealth of Susa, who resides Whuse kindness bless'd my former humble state, A priestess pure, on that tæan ridge Friend of my childhood, youth, and ripen'd years, Which overlooks Thermopylæ, her pamo Would be an act, O thou of purest fame,

Melissa; there an ancient fane is plac'd, To plange thy brother in the lowest depth

No splendid seat oracular, enrich'd
Of human baseness, baseness of the mind,

By proud donations, but a mossy pile,
Thy long-lost brother, found, too soon a stain Where ev'ry Grecian bath from age to age
To Lygdamis and thee.”. Concluding here, Ador'd the Muses. Lift thy hand to swear,
He eyes the vessel bounding to the port,

Thou wilt implore of Xerxes a decree,
With branches green of olive on her head,

Irrevocable like a Median law,
Her poop, and mast; the Carian sailors bail Forbidding all to climb that holy crag."
The fair, pacific signal. On the beach

To him Masistius: “ Not the Delian isle;
The warrior leaps, when Haliartus cries,

By Persians held in violate of old,
* I see my patron !" with expanded arms Shall boast of safety like Melissa's hill;
Flies to embrace him. Medon stops, and speaks: For my performance, lo! I lift my hand
“ la splendid mail is Melibæus cas'd ?

To Horomazes. Thou, return'd, salute
Are these not Persian standards flying round? Athenian Aristides in my name;
Art thou enroll'd an enemy to Greece?”

his captive in that direful hour “ No,” interpos'd the queen, “behold him free, Of carnage round Psyttalia's bloody strand, To thee, to Greece unchang'd, in arms my gift; Say, that my thankful tongue wll never cease He is my brother, brother to the queen

Extolling his beneficence and thine. Of Caria.” Medon here: “Immortal pow'rs ! To him far more than liberty and life Do I survey the wonder of her sex,

I owe; in bondage precious were the hours, That heroine of Asia, who alone,

With him the hours of converse, who enlarg d, While now the fate of empire balanc'd hangs, Illum'd my heart and mind; his captive freed, Contributes virtue to the Persian scale?

I go a wiser, and a better man.” My friend to such a sister I resign."

Now with his consort, Macedonia's king “ Ah! never, never,” Haliartus cried,

And Timon were in sight; a sad'ning look " Shalt thou resign me; nor th' Oilean house Fair Amarantha mute on Timon fix'd, Will I forsake; in that belov'd abude

On her the father: “ We must part,” he said, I was too happy for aspiring thoughts.

Alas! too many of thy father's days First to redeem thy Locris I devote

Captivity hath wasted, sorrow more

From me,

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Deploring thee, my child, while other Greeks, Possess her laws, her freedom, with increase
Erecting brilliant trophies, have obtain'd

Of rich dominion. Artemisia then :
Eternal praise. Thee, Amarantha, found,

“ Behold, the king of Macedon, his wife Thee wedded, happy in thy choice and mine, In Amarantha.” Wond'ring at her form, I quit, my tarnish'd honours to retrieve.”

Exclaims the Persian hero ; “ Of one crime She then: “ In him, a husband, I avow

I now acquit Argestes and bis son; Felicity unstain'd; in him, ally

What ice of virtue could resist that face!To Persia's tyrant, I am left unbless'd.

Again the queen: “ For other crimes my ship Malignant fortune still pursues thy child;

Detains Argestes; him before the king Before me holds a consort and a sire

To charge, immediate audience we demand."
In adverse ranks contending." He rejoins :

Mardonius guides them to the royal tent.
“ I know thee, daughter, like the manliest Greek With half his chiefs the monarch anxious sat,
The wrongs of Greece resenting, but thy heart His swift departure by the break of dawn
Keep in subjection to a tender spouse

Arranging. Amarantha, in her shape
Of constancy approv'd, whose house with mine, A deity, among them sudden spreads
From eldest times, by mutual tokens pass'd, A blaze of beauty, like the Sun at noon
In sacred hospitality is link'd.

In dazzling state amidst an ether blue
Thy pow'r of beauty never for thyself

Of torrid climates: admiration loud
Employ, be all compliance; use that charm, Wounds her offended ear. She thus began :
As kind occasion whispers, in behalf

“What you admire, ye Persians, 0 tbat Hear'a Of Greece alone; by counsel sweetly breath'd, Had ne'er conferr'd! the cause of woe to me, Diffuse remembrance of his Grecian blood

Of guilt in others; then a maiden hand Through Alexander's heart.” While these con Had ne'er been dipp'd in slaughter, nor these eyes

Survey'd the pavement of Nicæa strewn Apart, the keels are lanch'd; now all embark; With subjects made rebellious by my fate, Aboard his vessel Medon leads the son

Thy subjects, monarch. With a Caspian troop Of Lygdamis with Timon; on her own

Argestes forc'd thy castle me to seize,
Imperial deck th' attentive queen dispos’d Th’affianc'd bride of Macedonia's king,
The Macedonian with his beauteous bride,

Me, to Sandauce givin a royal boon,
And Persians freed by Medon, chief of these Me, then in freedom by the gracious will
Masistius merits her peculiar care;

Of thy imperial sister. Help, unhop'd,
Contiu'd, Argestes trembles at his doom

From Artemisia, from my husband came;
From Xerxes' ire. Along thy rocky verge, Me they preservd, Argestes pris'ner bring
Thermopylæ, with sails and shrouds relax'd, To undergo thy justice.” Caria's queen
Smooth glide the Carian gallies through a calm, With Macedon's indignant prince confirm
Which o'er the Malian surface sleeps unmov'd, This accusation. On his own retreat
Unless by measur'd strokes of sounding oars, Secure to Susa, Xerxes all intent,
Or foam-besilver'd prows. A royal guard, Turns to Mardonius: “ Thou be judge,” he said ;
Preceding Xerxes, through that dreaded pass “ Take to thyself the forfeits of this crime."
Were then advancing, not in order'd pomp,

“The king commands his servant shall be judge," As on his march to Athens; now behind

Mardonius answer'd; “ chief among my foes
The regal chariot panic fear impelld

Hath been Argestes, therefore must not die
On its encumber'd wheels disorder'd throngs, By my decree. Let Cyra, fort remote
As if Leonidas had ris'n and shook

On laxartes, hide his banish'd head;
The snaky shield of Gorgon, or his sword,

That care to Artemisia I commit; Stain'd with Psyttalian havoc, o'er their heads His satrapy, his treasure, and domain, The living arm of Aristides wav'd.

To Artamanes, his remaining son, On sight of Eta, Caria's queen relates

Thy meritorious vassal, I ordain.”
To her illustrious passengers the deeds

This judgment pass'd, a murmur nigh the tent,
Which signaliz'd that rock, nor leaves untold Denouncing an ambassador, is heard ;
The fate of Teribazus, nor the wound

Ainbassador of Sparta. Soon appears
Of Ariana, victims both to love.

The manly frame of Aemnestus bold, Now, where Spercheos from his spumy jaws Surpassing all his countrymen in arms, A tribute large delivers to the bay,

An Ephorus in office, function high; They land ; Mardonius, passing tow'rds a tent Whose jealous vigilance imprison'd kings Magnificent, erected for the king,

Unjust, or impious, or assining pow'r Arriv'd but newly, on his way perceives

Unwarranted by laws. No train attends;
Masistius; transport locks his tongue; he flies, He asks for Xerxes, when Mardonius stern:
Hangs on his friend, unutterable joy

“ Before the future sov'reign of the world,
His tears alone discover. More compos'd, With princes round him, single dost thou bring
Though not less cordial, with a close embrace, An embassy from Sparta ?” Spartans hold
First spake the late redeem'd: “Receive thy friend, One man with one sufficient in discourse,"
Whom, wreck'd and captive on Psyttalia's isle, Cry'd Aemnestus. Xerxes interpos'd :
An Attic leader, Aristides nam'd,

« Reveal thy errand, stranger.” He reply'd. Restores unspoild, unransom'd, undisgraca!” “ Admonish'd by an oracle, the state

Mardonius quick: “ Thy unexpected sight, Of Lacedæmon, and the race divine By an Athenian all unsought restor’d,

There dwelling, sprung from Hercules, demand Presages all the good my warmest hopes

Of thee atonement for a slaughter'd king,
Could e'er suggest; the omen I enjoy;

Leonidas, whom multitude oppress'd,
For this shall Athens, to my friendship won, While he defended Greece; whate'er thou girst.

I will accept.” The monarch to his cheek Mayst thou suspend despair ! Not distant flows A shew of laughter calls; awhile is mute; The Fount of Sorrow, so we styl'd the place, Then, breaking silence, to Mardonius points. Frequented oft by Ariana's grief;

“ They shall receive th' atonement they deserve There oft her head disconsolate she hung From him: thou hear'st, Mardonius." Then, with To feed incessant anguish, ne'er disclos'd Jooks

Unless in sighing whispers to the stream; Of scorn and menace: “ Yes," the Spartan said, Her last abode is there. The myrtles shed “ Thee I accept my victim to appease

Their odours round, the virgin roses bloom; Leonidas;” disdainful then his foot

I there have caus'd a monument to rise, He turns away, nor fears th' unnumber'd guard. That passing strangers may her name revere, Meantime the royal progeny is brought

And weep her fortune; from her early grave To Artemisia ; urgent time requires,

May learn, how Heav'n is jealous of its boons, Their father's fears the embarkation press

Not long to flourish, where they most excel.
For Ephesus that night. Them down the beach A marble mansion new erected nigh
Mardonius follows, and the Carian queen

Her faithful slaves inhabit; who attune
In secret thus addresses : “ Didst thon mark To thrilling lutes a daily fun'ral song."
That Spartan's threatning words and haughty mien? He leads, he stops. On gently-moving air
An oracle suggested this demand,

Sweet measures glide; this melancholy dirge, Strange and mysterious. On the martial field To melting chords, by sorrow touch'd, is heard. Him I can single from Laconian ranks,

“ Cropp'd is the rose of beauty in her bud, Audacious challenger! but something more Bright virtue's purest mansion is defacid; Behind the vejl of Destiny may lurk

Like Mithra's beams her silken tresses shone
Unseen by me.” “ Mardonius," she replied ; In lustre gentle as a vernal morn;
Look only where no mystery can lurk,

Her eye reveal'd the beauties of her mind;
On ev'ry manly duty; nothing dark

The slave, the captive, in her light rejoic'd. O’ershades the track of Virtue ; plain her path; “ Lament, ye daughters of Choaspes, wail, But Superstition chosen for a guide,

Ye Cissian maids, your paragon is lost! Misleads the best and wisest. Think no more “ Once like the fresh-blown lily in the vale, Of this, an object like that passing cloud

In Susa fair, ip radiancy of bloom Before the Moon, who shortly will unfold

Like summer glowing, till consuming love Her wonted brightness. Prudent thy design Deform'd her graces; then her hue she chang'd To gain thAthenians; to that noble race

To lilies pining in decay, but kept Be large in proffers, in performance true;

The smile of kindness on her wasted cheek. Purchase but their neutrality, thy sword

“ Lament, ye daughters of Choaspes, wail, Will, in despite of oracles, reduce

Ye Cissian maids, your paragon is lost !
The rest of Greece.” This utter'd, she embarks. “ O ray of wisdom, eye of virtue, form’d

He seeks his tent, and finds Masistius there, To spread superior light, the dazzling brand
Whose honour, mindful on a promise pledg'd, Of love malign obscur'd thy eagle sight;
Requests protection for Melissa's fane.

Thy vital fames are vanish'd, ours remain, Him in his arms the son of Gobrias clasp'd, As lamps to endless mourning in thy tomb, Thus fervent answ'ring : “Xerxes will renew Till we rejoin thee in a land of bliss. His rapid march to morrow; pow'r supreme “ Lament, ye daughters of Choaspes, wail, He leaves with me, which instant shall be urg'd Ye Cissian maids, your paragon is lost!” To render firm the promise of my friend.

The song concludes. Sandauce from a bank Now lend thy counsel on the copious roll

Of turf uprises, resting on her slaves ;
Of Asia's host; assist me to select

A pallid visage, and a fainting step,
The thirty myriads giv'n to my command.” She brings before the sepulchre, and spake:
They sat till day-spring; then the camp is " ( Ariana! listen from thy tomb,
mov'd;

To me in woe thy sister, as in blood !
Then Amarantha, from her husband's tent

By diff'rent fortunes both were doom'd to waste Ascends a car, and traverses the vale,

An early bloom in sorrow; O admit
By fuent crystal of Spercheos lav'd,

Autarctus first a neighbour to thy clay,
To join Sandauce. On her way she meets Me next, who feel my vital thread unwind.
Artuchus, guardian of the Persian fair;

O Heav'n! my humble spirit would submit
The satrap gazes, Courtesy entranc'd

To thy amficting hand—but ev'ry fount Forgets awhile her function. Thus, at length, Of health is dry'd; my frame enfeebled sinks He greets the queen: “ Pair stranger, who dost rise Beneath its trial. When the inhuman priest A second day-spring to th' astonish'd eye,

Condemn'd my children to his cruel knife, Accept my service; whither tends thy course? The freezing sheers of Fate that moment cut Whom dost thou seek? and gracious tell thy name." My heartstrings; never have they heal'd again, In rosy blushes, like Aurora still,

Decay'd and wither'd in the flower of life, She graceful thus : “ Of Macedonia's king My strength deserts my patience: tender friends I am th' espous'd; my patroness I seek,

Provide another grave."--" For whom?” burstu Sandance, issue of th' imperial house.”

forth Artuchus answer'd: “ Yesternoon beheld Emathia's queen, and threw her clasping arms ller languid steps approach this vale of woe. Around the princess; whose discolour'd hue Thou, beauteous princess, to Sandauce known, In warm affection flushes at the sight Thou must have heard of Ariana's fate;

Of Amarantha, as a languid rose, Sandauce now is mourning at her toub,

Shrunk by the rigour of nocturnal frosts, A grave preparing for Autarctus slain,

Awhile reviving at the tepid rays

Of wintry Phobus, glows. “ For me," she sigh'd, | Of ruddy fruitage; now the loaden vine
“ For me, that bed of endless rest is made. Invites the gath'ring hand, which treasures joy
Com'st thou, neglectful of thy nuptial bliss, For hoary Winter in his turn to smile.
To poor Sandauce's burial ! suon the hour, An eastern course before autumnal gales
When of the Sun these sickly eyes must take To Ephesus the Carian gallies bend;
Their last farewell, may call thy friendly hand While Medon coasts by Locris, and deplores
To close their curtains in eternal night!"

Her state of thraldom. Thrice Aurora shows
These words the Grecian fair, in sorrow try'd, Her placid face; devourer of mankind,
Io constancy upshaken, swift return'd:

The sea, curls lightly in fallacious calms; “ Thou shalt not die, avoid this mournful spot, To Medon then the wary master thus: Thou hast accomplish'd all thy duty here;

“ My chief, the dang'rous equinox is near, Let other duties, wak’ning in thy breast,

Whose storiny breath each prudent sailor shuns, Strive with despair; transported in my arms, Secure in harbour; turbulent these straits To Alexander's capital resort.

Between Eubea and the Locrian shore; Thou shalt not die ; returning bealth, allur'd Fate lurks in eddies, threatens from the rocks; By Amarantha's love and tender care,

The continent is hostile; we must stretch
Again shall bless her patroness, renew

Across the passage to Eubea's isle,
Her youth in bloom, in vigour, ne'er to leave There wait in safety till the season rude
Her infants doubly orphans.” At their name Its wonted violence hath spent.” The chief
The princess faints, too sensitive a plant,

Replies: “An island, Atalanté nam'd,
Which on the lightest touch contracts the leaves, Possess'd by Locrians, rises in thy view;
And seems to wither in the fold of death.

There first thy shelter seek; perhaps the foe Her lovely weight Artnchus to his tent

Hath left that fragment of my native state Conveys; a litter gentle, as it moves,

Yet undestroyd." Th' obedient rudder guides, Receives her soon; her children by her side, The vars impel the well-directed keel In Macedonian chariots are dispos’d,

Safe through an inlet op'ning to a cove Her female slaves and eunuchs. Now appears Fenc'd round by rising land. At once the sight, Emathia's prince to guard bis matcbless bride; Caught by a lucid aperture of rock, In arms coinplete, resembling Mars, he rules Stravs up the island; whence a living stream, The fiery courser. Artamanes swift

Profuse and swift beneath a native arch, This royal mandate to Artuchus bears:

Repels encuib'ring sands. A slender skiff, “ The king, 0 satrap, hath begun his march; Lanch'd froin the ship, pervades the sounding vault; Delay not thine with all thy precious charge." With his companions Medou bounds ashore,

To Artamanes then, the Grecian queen : Addressing Timon: “ Delphian guest, these steps, Let me request thee in Sandauce's name Rude hewn, attain the summit of this rock; To visit yonder fount, of sorrow callid,

Thence o'er the island may our wary ken,
There see th’unfinish'd obsequies perform’d, By soine sure sign, discover if we tread
To great Autarctus due. Her languid head A friendly soil, or hostile.” They ascend.
With me awbile at Ægæ will repose,

The topmost peak was chisellid to display
My consort's royal seat; and, gentle youth, Marine Palæmon, colosscan form,
If justice whisper to thy feeling heart,

In art not specious. Melicertes once,
That well I sav'd my innocence and fame, Him Ino, flying from th’infuriate sword
Thou wilt be welcome to the Ægæan hall.” Of Athamas her husband, doun a cliff,

This said, she mounts her chariot; not unpleas'd, Distracted mother with berself immers'd He to accomplish her command proceeds.

In ocean's salt-abyss. Their mortal state Artuchus now conducts the female train, Neptunian pity to immortal chang'd; Unhappy victims of ambition ! These,

From Ino she became Leucothea, chief A prey to famine, to congealing blasts

Among the nymphs of Tethys; he that god From cold Olympus, from Bisaltic bills,

Benign, presiding o'er the tranquil port,
And Rhodope, snow-vested, were condemn'd, Palamon, yielding refuge to the toils
With that innumerable host in flight

Of mariners sea-worn. One mighty palın
Unform’d, unfurnish'd, scatter'd, to partake Leand on a rudder, high the other held
Of miseries surpassing Nature's help.

A globe of light, far shooting through the dark,
On Earth's unwholsome lap their tender limbs In rays auspicious to nocturnal keels,
To couch, to feed on grass, on bitter leaves, Which plough the vex'd Euripus. Fair below,
On noisome bark of trees, and swell the scene Her cap of verdure Atalanté spreads,
Between Spercheos and the distant shores

Small as a region, as a pasture large, Of Hellespontine Sestos: real scene

In gentle hollows vary'd, gentle swells, Of death, beyond the massacre denounc'd

All intersected by unnumber'd tufts By that stern angel in the prophet's dream, Of trees fruit-laden. Bord’ring on the straits, When were assembled ev'ry fowl of prey

Rich Locris, wide Baotia, lift their woods, From all the regions of the peopled air,

Their hills by Ceres lov'd, and cities fam’d;
At Heavn's dread call, to banquet on the flesh Here Opus, there Tanagra; Delium shows
Of princes, captains, and of mighty men.

Her proud Phæbean edifice, her port
Capacious Aulis, whence a thousand barks
With Agamemnon sail'd; a lengthen'd range

Eubæa's rival opulence oppos'd,
BOOK X.

Queen of that frith; superb the structures rise
Now is the season, when Vertumnus leads Of Oreus, Chalcis, and the ruins vast
Pomona's glowing charms through ripen'd groves Of sad Eretria, by Darius crush'd.

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