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Each vital pow'r throughout the stiff'ning limbs, The object, once possessing ev'ry charm
Which still retain their posture; rigid thus Exterior, still each beauty of the soul,
Is Haliartus; riveted to earth

By malady incurable devour'd
He seems, nor utters sound, nor breathes, nor moves From day to day is hast’ning to the tomb.
His ghastly eyeballs. Now, when Mycon thrice Oh! long deplord Sapdauce; thee my steps
His name repeated, briefly he replies :

Shall follow close-My passion is unknown
“I am benumb'd-Conduct me to a cell To her; peculiar was her state and mine,
Where I may sluinber— Tend thy herd-Expect Too delicate at first for me to speak,
Me at thy home.” A mossy cave is nigh; For her to hear. My hopes malignant time
There Myeon leaves him. Haliartus stays, Hath wasted since, my health in her decay.
Not slumb’ring, but, when Mycon is remote, But while my heart is bleeding for my love,
Darts from the shelter, traverses a wood,

The sluice grows wider, and to friendship pours
Descends a crag, which bounds the upper straits, A stream enlarg'd. Thy danger--Ah! permit,
Thence winds his rapid journey to the cross, That I reveal thy origin and rank;
Which stands a witness of barbaric rage.

Thy sister's name can shake the king's decree." His ardent zeal to free those honour'd bones

“ No, Artamanes, by th' immortal gods," Admits no pause. The midnight watch is past; Rejoins the Carian; “ of my just attempt, Iinportunate and hateful, birds obscene

I, if succeeding, all the merit knew, Are gather'd ronnd; disturb’d, their grating shrieks If taken, knew my ransom. But the stars, They mix, and clatter their ill-omen'd wings. Half through their circles run, suggest repose. A station'd guard is rous'd; resistless force May grief-assuaging heaviness of sleep Surrounds the Carian, seizes, leads him bound Embalm thy eyelids, and like mine thy breast Before the chieftain of a camp advanc'd.

Feel no disquiet; mayst thou rise again, He, at the sight of Haliartus charg'd

Saluting hope, the harbinger of peace." With guilt, whose punishment is death, commands Stretch'd on a carpet Haliartus slept; Th' accusing soldiers to retire, and thus :

Not so the troubled Persian, long disus'd “ Alas! bath sorrow so impair'd the hue To lenient rest. Before the dawn he rose; Of Artamanes, that oblivion masks

Among the Greek auxiliars he procur'd His face from Haliartus. Thee I know,

Apparel fair of Greece. His Carian guest Thee Melibæus once, benignant swain,

Attir'd he guided o'er the Malian beach, My comforter in bondage, when we plough'd To that august pavilion, which contain'd The Grecian seas in Delphian Timon's bark. The royal person once, Mardonius now Was not I present, when the genuine seed

In all the state of Xerxes, save the crown, Of Lygdamis in thee Aroncess trac'd ?

Thus Artamanes: “ See a hapless man, But, O! illustrious brother of a queen

Who hath attempted to remove the corse Ador'd in Asia, what disastrous star

Of Sparta's king.”—“That hapless man must die," Thy midnight steps misguided, to incur

Returns the gen'ral; “ Xerxes so ordain'd, The king's immutable decree of death?

Not I. Then absent on a charge remote, Thy bold attempt was virtuous, but his will Mardonias knew not, nor approv'd when known, Hath made thy virtue criminal. Thy head Th’indignity that noble corse sustain'd.” At his own peril Artamanes still

To him the Carian : “Mindarus to death, Shall guard; 'thy liberty accept; myself

With hecatombs of nobles thou decreest, Will be thy guide to safety." —

-"Ah !” replies Who in Eubea will appease my ghost.” The gen'rous son of Lygdamis, and clasps

“ Ha! wbo art thou?” in agitation spake The meritorious Persian, “I perceive

The satrap. “ Guard, bid Lamachus approach, Still unimpair'd thy virtues; but receive

Our visitor so recent from that isle." Thy noble proffer back. For my behoof

He was not far; the son of Gobryas thus Not with its shadow danger shall approach Address'd him entring: “ Note that stranger well, My friend; thy pris'ner let me rest till morn. Why dost thou start?"-" Themistocles can boast A lib'ral garb is all the boon I crave,

No bolder warrior," Lamachus exclaim'd; Then to Mardonius lead me; tell

my crime, “I was his captive in th' Orean fight.” No grace solicit; who I am, conceal.”

Again the Carian: “ Truth for once he speaks ; In tears, replied the satrap: “ Then thou diest; I drage'd him bound my captive on that field; The royal edict cannot be controll’d.”

Ariobarzanes felt me; further learn, “ It can,” return'd the Carian; “ rest assur'd, By me the savage Demonax was slain. My preservation in myself I bear.

But to have rescu'd from inhuman wrong Oh! that with equal certainty my pow'r

The mortal part of that transcendent man, Might from thy bosom chase that inmate new, Who liying shook all Asia with dismay, Whate'er it be, which violates thy peace,

Had been my proudest boast.” Mardonius then : Thy eaily youth disfigures, and consumes

· By Horomazes, I admire and prize Its fruit unripe. Ah! tell me, is it grief

Thy gen'rous faine, brave warrior! Under charge
For some dead friend, or sickness, or the smart Of Artamanes in Trachiniæ's round
Of injury, or love?" Acanthè wak'd

Awhile remain. Now, Lamachus, ascend
That tender thought, which soften'd on the tongue Some ready bark; revisit yonder isle;
Of Haljartns. From the Persian's breast

This Greek for Mindarus exchange ; redeem
A sigh, deep note of agony, which riy'd

The rest of Asia's nobles; I allot Ilis gentle heart, accompanied these words: For each a talent. In these words salute “Endear'd associate in affliction past,

Themistocles : • To Athens I have sent Thou, and thou only, dost unlock the breast Young Alexander, Macedonia's prince, Of Artamanes. It is love, my friend ;

Ambassador of friendship; I would call

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Themistocles ally; himself may name,

Discharg'd, hath render'd, to the pow'rs of life But Persia's bounty shall exceed his priee. Exertion less confin'd, rekindling hope This if his Attic arrogance rejects,

Of restoration. So th' all-ruling gods
Tell him, Mardonius, who disdains a war

Vicissitude to nature have decreed;
Of oars and sails, the dubious ocean's sport, The mind, the body languishes to day,
Will give him battle on the plains of Thebes'.” Revives to morrow”...... Interrupting came
Though Artamanes joyfully beholds

Mardonius thus: “ What tidings have I heard His friend in safety, with a trembling step

Of Artamanes and the princess dead Trachiniæ's gates he passes to the roof,

By malady most rare, a mutual flame Which holds Sandaucè. Ent'ring, he perceives Too long conceal'd? But ent'ring I receiv'd Melissa. She, transported at the sight

A milder tale; they live. Thou holy Greek ! Of Haliartus, thus began: “() friend!

Employ thy science ; save a lovely dame, Dear to my sire, to all th' Oilean house,

Though Persian born; in him preserve my friend; Wbat unexpected ecstasy were mine

Mardonius, long thy country's foe, to thee At thy appearance, if-Ah! Persian lord,

Will ne'er be hostile. To Sandaucè go, Sandauce, sweet Sandaucè, yields to fate.

Say from my lips, and, Artamanes, hear, Her dying lips on Artamanes call;

The flow'r of nobles, Xerxes, shall not lose Soft gratitude o'erflows her gentle breast; Through disappointed passion; were my friend Her wish is eager, ere she breathe her last, Less than he is, among the satraps least, To see her friend and guardian." Ending here, At my enforcement shall the king unite She moves before him; with unstable feet, Their nuptial hands. Now rouse thee, gallant yonth, With other prompters, anguish and despair, Not long thy gen'ral from his side can spare He follows. Pallid on her mournful couch Thy worth approv'd. Masistius is remote; The princess lies; her infants weep around; In virtue rich beyond a mortal's share, Bright Amarantha in disorder'd garb,

But to that virtue never yielding rest, Unloosen'd hair, and frantic with distress,

He for a time on high adventure bent Stands nigh. The graces sadden on her front; Hath left me; thou his vacant place must fill." Her beauteous eyes a gushing torrent pour The son of Gobryas to his tent returns. Like overswelling fountains, once serene, The lucid mirrors to encircling flow'rs, Now troubled by a storm, which levels round The growth of shade, and scatters on their face

BOOK XXI. Uprooted shrubs in bloom. Her languid lips At length unclosing, thus Sandauce spake: Sev's days were past, when Lamachus appear'd “ Omniscient God of nature ! let me lift

Before Mardonius. “ Mighty chief,” he said, My voice appealing. When before me lay “ I hasted to Themistocles, and spoke Autarctus slaughter'd, when these babes, condemn'd | Thy friendly words. His answer first imply'd By cruel rites, to sacrifice were led,

No more, than cold acceptance of the terms Did not the creature of thy tend'rest mould For Mindarus. At length two hundred, prime, Feel as a wife, a mother, and receive

Of all his num’rous captives, he releas'd; A cureless wound? Thy providence uprais'd His minister, Sicinus, in the ship, A kind protector through my lengthen'd walks Which landed me, detains them near the port, Of grief, till now they terminate in death.

Till Haliartus, and the promis'd gold If to his gen'rous purity of care,

Are lodg'd on board. Themistocles himself Assiduous, kind and pious, time hath rais'd Was bound to Athens with his menial train, Within my breast a secret, soft return,

His wife and race. We parted on the shore. Was this an errour? Hath my heart abus'd To me, repeating in a whisper'd tone The sensibility, thou gav'st ? Alone

Thy proffers large, he scornful thus reply'd : Art thou my judge. Creator, I obey;

• The spoils of Asia will exceed her gifts.' Before thy awful presence thou dost call

Then loud thy brave defiance I pronounc'd.
Sandauce's youth; unconscious of a crime, He with redoubled arrogance thus brief:
My debt avow'd of gratitude I pay

* Rouse thy new master; else the plains of Thebes By this confession of my feeting breath.”

I may attain before him'.” Fir'd with rage
To Artamanes. “O! illustrious youth,

Mardonius here: “ If Athens do not send
Supreme in rank, in virtue still more high, By Alexander's mouth submission low,
Thy care continue to these orphan babes." She shall become the spoil of Asian flames,

She ceas'd, and speechless on her pillow sunk. Themistocles spectator of the blaze.
Th’ enamour'd Persian instant on the floor Be swift; yon Greek for Mindarus exchange ;
Dropp'd, like a stony mass, which inward throes Two hundred talents promis'd shall be paid;
Of earth convulsive from a cliff disjoins ;

These ransom'd warriors I appoint my guard; Dead monument of ruin on the beach

Brave Mindarus their captain.” Stern he ends; Immoveable it lies. Melissa calls

In open fight th' Athenian to confront On Haliartus; suddenly he bears

Magnanimous he burns; his heated soul The hapless youth, inanimate and cold,

Yields to delasion of that subtle chief, To an adjoining chamber. There outstretch'd, Wise like the serpent gliding through a brake, Restor'd to sense by kind, unwearied zeal

When his empoison'd jaws in silence steal In Haliartus, all the night he roam'd

On some incautious woodman, who, on toil Through sad delirium's labyrinths till morn; Intent, exerts his brawny strength, nor deems When, lo! Melissa : “ Comfort thee,” she said, A foe is nigh, nor hears him, nor perceives, " The princess lives; the burden from her mind Till sore the death-inflicting wound he feels.

A summons swift for embarkation flies

Resume thy native manliness, O chief, To Haliartus. With regret he leaves

Whose loyal faith the mightiest king entrusts Dear friends, but dearer his Acanthè's love, With all his pow'r and splendour, save the crown. More prevalent his constant zeal for Greece Prepare to pass Thermopylæ, and bring Combine to soothe his pain. They wing his speed | Our labours to decision." Gobryas' son To good Sicinus, who, the ransom'd train

Compares the language of his spotless friend Discharging, tow'rds Eubea steers the keel

With his own devious thoughts, and turns aside With Persian treasure fraught. The ev'ning clos'd, In blushing silence; but, recover'd, sends When by a hasty mandate to the son

His mandate forth to march by rising dawn.
Of Gobryas, Lamachus was call'd. The chief Not with a less commotion in his soul
In perturbation of indignant wrath

From diff'rent cares Emathia's prince resorts
Was striding o'er the carpet, which bespread To Amarantha. On her beauteous neck
His rich pavilion's floor. His words were these: In conjugal affection, yet in grief
“ The Macedonian king is just arriv'd

Unutterable, long he hangs.

« Alas! From Athens; I have seen him. Dost thou know, My lord,” she said, “ though early ! presag'd That supercilious populace bath spurn'd

Thy embassy abortive, hath it prov'd My condescension, menac'd ev'n a prince,

Disastrous?"_" Yes," her agonizing spouse Their host, for proff'ring kindness in my name. Return'd; “ what more disastrous, than reproach Such my reward. To all th’ Ionian Greeks, Among the old, hereditary friends The seed of Athens, I, when victor, left

Of my forefathers ! Amarantha, lend Their democratic rule and laws unchang'd; Attention; amply shall my tongue relate But I will cut all freedom by the roots

Events impress'd too deeply on iny heart. From man's ungrateful race." The wily Greek I went to Athens ; Aristides call'd Insinuating fraın'd this brief reply:

Her various tribes; the image of a god Perhaps the name of Xerxes may offend Was he presiding. Innocent, at least Th’ Athenian tribes. Might Europe once behold Intentionally guiltless, I began; The son of Gobryas thron'd, then”—“Ha! pro- Good will to Athens prompted ev'ry word: Mardonius answer'd. Lamachus again: [ceed," “ Impow'r'd by Xerxes, thus Mardonius greets

“ Doth not all Egypt, doth not Libya's clime, You, men of Athens. Repossess your soil, With Asia vast, afford redundant sway

Enlarg'd dominion from the royal hand To gratify one monarch? First of men,

Ask and obtain; be govern'd by your laws; Why may not Thrace, with Macedonia's realm, The son of Gobryas will rebuild your fanes ; Thessalia, Greece, whate'er thy mighty arm Accept the king's alliance, and be free Shall rend by conquest from the western world, With added strength and splendour. Me receive, Become thy prize? They willing might accept Illustrious people, offspring of the soil A sov’reign like Mardonius. Try their choice.” Which you inhabit. Not a guest unknown

“ Away!” Mardonius spake; and frowning bade In Athens, I, your Macedonian host, The Greek retire. Now left alone he mus'd, Of warm, unchang'd affection to your state, Thus questioning his heart: “ Aspiring thoughts, Salvation bring, prosperity, and peace. Do ye awaken at the coz’ning touch

Reflect, what numbers of subjected Greeks, Of this vile tempter? Honour, while my ear Some ancient foes to Athens, others friends, Detests th' adviser, fortify my breast

But now constrain'd, with Xerxes are ally'd. Against th' advice-Enough-More swiftly drive, The small remainder unsubdu'd consult Dull Night, thy sooty wheels; come, active Morn, Their own defence. Are Spartans in the fiell! Then to the field, Mardonius. Conquer now; Your produce, indefatigable race, Deliberate hereafter on the spoil,

Your new-built mansions to a second waste But thou may'st perish-perish, and the gifts Of fames, your wives, your progeny, they leare Of fortune change to everlasting fame.”

To want and rapine. Singly can you face A sudden trumpet strikes his ear; he sees Half Greece, all Asia, leagu'd against your weal ?' Masistius nigh. So breaks the polar star

“ Oh! Amarantha, frowns on ev'ry brow Through night's unrav'ling canopy of clouds Indignant lower'd around me. Present there On some bewilder'd sailor, to correct

Was Aëmnestus from Laconia's state;
His erring course. Amidst a warm embrace He, who, unaw'd by Xerxes on his throne,
Began Mardonius: “O, in season come,

Strange retribution claim'd, and sternly chose
Thou more than half myself! my strength decays, Mardonius' self the victim to appease
My talents languish, ev'n my honour sleeps, Leonidas. Th’ Athenians he address’d:
When thou art far.” Masistius calm replies: “« Invading Sardis to enlarge your sway,
I have compos'd Pallene's late revolt

Athenians, you are authors of a war, Through all the district; Potidæa's walls

Which now extends to all of Grecian blood; Alone resisted ; from whose small domain

Ill would it then become you to desert O'erflow'd by tides the army I withdrew.

The gen'ral cause. To servitude resign'd I come, Mardonius, not to hear a tale

By you, a double shame the Greeks would cast Of languid talents, or of strength decay'd,

On Athens, known of old, and often prov'd, Much less of honour sleeping in thy breast, By arms and counsel to redeem and guard When I am absent. Honour on a rock

The liberty of nations. I condemn Immoveable is fix'd; its solid base

Like you my tardy countrymen ; will bleed The billowy passions beat in vain, nor gusts Not less for you than Sparta. Soon, I trust, Of fortune shake; support from none it wants, She will arrange her phalanx on the field; Firm in itself. Some augury, or dream

Else to your vengeance I devote my head. Inexplicably dark, o'e clouds thy mind;

Meantime your wives and offspring ev'ry state

Inlove will cherish. Attic ears, be shut

Ring with ten thousand trumps and clarions loud, To this deceiver; his condition calls

With all his host the son of Gobryas leaves On him to plead for tyranny ; himself

His empty'd camp. So rushes from his den Wields a despotic sceptre, petty lord

The strong and thick-furr'd animal, who boasts Of feeble Macedon, and Persia's slave.'

Calisto's lineage; bound in drowsy sloth “ Severe and awful Aristides rose;

Bleak winter he exhausts; when tepid spring His manners still urbanity adorn'd :

His limbs releases from benumbing cold, “ • Ambassador of Sparta,' he began,

He reinstates his vigour, and asserts • Us thou bast charg'd as authors of the war, Among Sarmatian woods his wonted sway. Yet dost extol our vigour in redress

The bands entire of Persians and of Medes, Of injur'd states. Th’lonians were enslavid, The rest, selected from unnumber'd climes, Our own descendants; Sardis we assail'd

Compose the army. Forty myriads sweep
To set them free; nor less our present zeal Thy pass, renown'd Thermopylæ, to rush
For all of Grecian blood, by common ties

On Grecian cities scatter'd in their view.
Of language, manners, customs, rites, and laws, So by the deep Borystenes in foods
To us ally'd. Can Sparta doubt our faith? Of frothy rage, by mightier Danube's wave,
What disingenuous, unbeseeming thought

Nor less by countless congregated streams, lo her, late witness of our lib’ral proof

The Euxine swoln, throngh Hellespontine straits Of constancy! when ev'ry clime on Earth Impels his rapid current; thence extends Was equal to Athenians, where to choose

Among th' Ægean isles a turbid maze. Their habitation, true to Greece they stay'd Three days the multitude requir'd to pass la sight of Athens burning to attempt

The rough defile. Masistius in the van The dang’rous fight, which Spartans would have His sumptuous arms, and all-surpassing form, shunn'd.

Discovers. Tiridates leads the rear Now from the ruins of paternal tombs,

Clos’d by the troops of Macedon, whose king Of altars fall'n, and violated fanes

Sat on a car beside his radiant queen. Loud vengeance calls, a voice our courage hears, Amid the centre, on a milk-white steed, Enlarg’d to pious fury. Spartan, know,

Mardonius rode in armour, plated gold If yet unknowing, of the Attic race

Thick set with gems. Before him march'd a guard Not one to treat with Xerxes will survive ; Of giant size, from each barbarian tribe, Our wives and offspring shall encumber none; For huge dimension, and terrific mien, All we require of Sparta is to march;

Preferr'd. Their captain, froin his stature nam'd That, ere th' expected foe invades our bounds, Briareus, born on Rhodope, display'd The Greeks united on Bæotian plains

That hundred-handed Titan on his shield. May give him battle-Alexander, view

He swung around an iron-studded mace, That glorious pow'r, which rolls above our heads; In length ten cubits; to his shoulders broad He first his wonted orbit shall forsake,

The hairy spoils of hunted bears supply'd Ere we our virtue. Never more appear

A shaggy mantle; his uncover'd head Before the presence of Cecropian tribes

Was bald, except where nigh the brawny neck With embassies like this; nor, blind by zeal, Short bushy locks their crisped terrours knit. Howe'er sincere to Athens, urge again

So his own mountain through surrounding woods What is beneath her majesty to bear.

Lifts to the clouds a summit bare and smooth I should be griev'd her anger should disgrace In frost, which glistens by no season thaw'd. A prince, distinguish'd as her host and friend; Not such is gentle Mindarus behind Meantime I pity thy dependent state.'

In argent mail. Unceasing, on his shield “ Loud acclamations hurried from the sight Intent, Cleora newly painted there Of that assembly thy dejected spouse,

A living beauty, but another's prize, In his own thoughts dishonour'd. What a lot He views, while hopeless passion wastes the hue Is mine! If Xerxes triumph, I become

Of his fair cheek, and elegance of form, A slave in purple; should the Greeks prevail,

Not less th' unrivall’d Amarantha's eyes Should that Euboean conqueror, the son

Had pierc'd the son of Gobryas. Instant sparks Of Neocles be sent th’ Athenian scourge......' On her appearance from Nicæa first

Hear, and take comfort,” interpos’d the queen. Had kindled warm desire, which absence coold, “ To thee I come for counsel,” sigh'd her lord;

While she in distant Macedon abode. “I will repose me on thy breast, will hear When winter melted at the breath of spring, Thy voice, hereafter ever will obey;

Her sight again amid th' assembling host Thy love, thy charms can soothe my present cares, Reviv'd the fervour of an eastern breast Thy wisdom ward the future." She proceeds: By nature prone, wanton licence us'd,

That Greece will triumph, rest assurd; no force To am'rous pleasures. Public duty still Of these untaught barbarians can resist

Employ'd his hours; still smother'd was the fame, Her policy and arms. Awhile, dear lord,

Nor on his wishes had occasion smild. We must submit to wear the galling mask

Evin in the absence of Emathia's prince Necessity imposes. New events

At Athens, friendship's unremitted care
Are daily scatter'd by the restless palm

Still in Sandaucè's chamber held the queen
Of Fortune; some will prove propitious. Wise, Sequester'd, inaccessibly immur'd.
To all men gracious, Aristides, serv'd

Beside Masistius rode a youthful page
By us in season, will befriend our state.”

Of eastern lineage. He in teud'rest years
This said, her star-like beauty gilds his gloom, Stol'n by perfidious traffickers in slaves,
While round them Heav'n his midnight curtain drops. By Medon purchas'd, to Melissa giv'n,
By rising dawn th' Etæan rocks and caves By her was nam'd Statirus, and retain'd

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Among her holy servitors. This youth

Not twice Parnassus will disjoint his frame. On her benign protector she bestow'd.

Let me the precious enterprise resume, Masistius priz'd her token of esteem

Who neither dread the mountain, nor the god." Beyond himself, and daily bounty show'r'd

Though not assenting, yet without reproof On young Statirus. Near the Locrian vale Mardonius looks, postponing his reply. Advancing now the satrap thus began :

Hence soon the rumour of a new attempt
“O! early train'd by sage Melissa's hand, Against the Pythian oracle, the seat
Gift of her friendship, and in merit dear,

Of Amarantha's birth, alarms her soul.
Nine months are fled, Statirus, since I bow'd Masistias, born to virtue, and refin'd
In docile reverence, not unlike thy own,

By frequent converse with Melissa pure,
To her instruction. All her words divine

The queen consults. Her instant he conveys In prccept or narration, from this breast

Before his friend, to deprecate an act
No time can blot. I now perceive a lake,

Of sacrilege so fatal once. The cell
Which holds an island she hath oft describid, She enters. Like Anchises, when his flock
Where tombs are mould'ring under cypress shades; On Ida's mount was folded, at the sight
There she hath told me, great Oileus rests. Of Venas, breaking on his midnight hut
O father of Melissa, should my pow'r

In all the radiance of celestial charms,
To savage licence of invasion leave

Mardonius stands, and fixes on the queen Thy dust expos'd, my progress were but small An eye transported. At a sign his friend In virtue's track; Masisti would disgrace Withdrew, but waited nigh. To her the chief: Thy daughter's guidance-Fly, Statirus, post “ What fortune brings the fairest of ber sex These my attendant vassals to protect

To her adoring servant ?" She replies: That sacred turf; let each battalion pass

“ False sare the rumonr which pervades thy camp. Ere ye rejoin me.” Uttering this, he hears A second time to violate the shrine The trumpet's evening signal te encamp:

Of Phæbus once provok'd, and sorely felt, The Sun is low; not ent’ring yet the vale,

Thou canst not mean." The eager Persian then : Mardonius halts, and summons to his tent

“ Admit th' intent; thy interceding voice
Thessalia's chieftain, faithless Greek, approv'd Protects Apollo.”—“Not on my request
The Persian's friend, with him th’ unwilling prince Avoid an impious action,” firm she spake;
Of Macedon, to whom the gen'ral thus:

Weigh thy own danger in offending Heav'n, "To march by dawn your squadrons both prepare: By piety and mercy win its grace." Thou, Larissæan Thorax, in these tracts

“ No, all the merit shall be thine," he cried ; My trusted guide, with swift excursion reach “ The favour due from Heav'n be all thy own. The isthmus; watch the Spartan motions there. I ask no more than Amarantha's smile Thou, Alexander, sweep the furthest bounds For my reward; as Phæbus is thy god, Of Locris, Doris, Phocis; all their youth

Thou art my goddess. Let me worship thus" In arms collect; ere thirty days elapse,

He stopp'd, and seiz'd her hand with am'rouslips I shall expect them on the plains of Thebes." To stain those lilied beauties, which surpass’d

He said: the king and Thorax both retire. Junonian whiteness. Virtue from her eyes The moruing shines; they execate their charge; Flash'd, and with crimson indignation dy'd The host proceeds. Once happy was the vale, Her cheeks: “ Retire; forget not who I am," Where Medon's father, and his faithful swain, Stern she rebuk'd him. He, accustom'd long Now to illustrious Haliartas chang'd,

To yielding beauty in the wanton East,
Abode in peace. No longer is retain'd

That torrid clime of love, a stranger he
The verdant smoothness, ridgd by grating wheels To elegance of coyness in the sex,
Of Libyan cars, uptorn by pond'rous hoofs

Much more to chaste repulse, when ev'ry bar
Of trooping steeds and camels. Not this day But honour warm occasion hath remov'd,
Is festive, such as Sparta's king enjoy'd,

These words austerely utter'd: “Am I chang'd? When lib'ral hospitality receiv'd

No more Mardonius? Is my dazzling sun His guardian standard on the Oilean turf.

Of pow'r and splendour suddenly obscurid ? No jocund swain now modulates his pipe

In state degraded, for a peasant's garb To notes of welcome; not a maiden decks Have I exchang'd my purple? Is my prime, Her hair in flow'rs; mute Philomel, whose throat My form, in all th' impurities of age Once tun'd her warble to Laconian Autes,

By some malignant talisman disguis’d, Amid barbarian dissonance repines.

At once grown loathsome? Who, and what I am, Now in rude march th' innumerable host Thou prodigy of coldness and disdain, Approach the fountain, whose translucent rills Remind me.”—“Who, and what thou art," she said, In murmur lull the passenger's repose

I will remind thee, to confound thee more. On beds of moss, in that refreshing cell,

No characters of magic have the pow'r To rural peace constructed by the friend

To change a noble and ingenuous mind; Of man, Oileus. Thither to evade

Thou hast thyself degraded; thou hast rent The noontide heat the son of Gobryas turns. The wreaths, which circle thy commanding brow, Briareus, captain of his giant guard,

And all their splendour wantonly defac'd. Accosts him ent'ring: “Image of the king, Thy rank and pow'r exalted dost thou hold A list'ning ear to me thy servant lend;

From partial Heav'n to violate the laws Thou goest to Thebes; far diff'rent is the track Of men and gods? True pattern to the world To Delphi. Shall that receptacle proud

Of Persian virtues ! Now to all thy pomp, Of Grecian treasure, heap'd from earliest times, Thy steeds, thy chariots, and emblazing gems, Yet rest unspoil'd? An earthquake, not the arms The gorgeous pageants of tyrannic state, Of feeble Delphians, foil'd the first attempt; I leave thee, son of luxury and vice."

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