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By farlike Medon, from Oileus sprung.
He to accomplish, what thy wisdom plans, Leonidas to them bis anxions mind
Hath amplest means supply'd. Go, Medon, bring Was thus disclosing. “Medon, Maron, hear. The thousand peasants from th: Orlean vale Froun this low rampart my exploring eye
Detach'd. Their leader Melibæus bring. But half commands the action, yet hath mark'd Fly, Maron, Ev'ry instrument provide Enough for caution. Yon barbarian camp, To fell the trees, to drag the massy beams, Immense, exhaustless, deluging the ground To lift the broad-hewn fragments." —" Are not With myriads, stili o'erflowing, may consume
these By endless numbers and unceasing toil
For sacred use reserv'l?” Megistias said. The Grecian strength. Not marble is our flesh, “ Can these be wielded by the hand of Mars Nop adamant our sinews. Sylvan pow'rs,
Without pollution?" In a solemn tone Who dwell on Eta, your superior aid
The priestess answer'd. “Rev'rend man, who hearst We must solicit. Your stupendous cliffs
Pontific wreaths, and thou, great captain, hear. In those loose rocks, and branchless trunks, contain Forbear to think, that my unprompted mind, More fell annoyance than the arm of man.” Calm and sequester'd in religion's peace, He ended; when Megistias. " Virtuous king,
Could have devis'd a stratagem of war ; Melissa, priestess of the tuneful Nine,
Or, unpermitted, could resign to Mars Ry their behests invites thy honour'd feet
These rich materials, gather'd to restore To her chaste dwelling, seated on that hill. In strength and splendour yon decrepit wails, To conference of high import she calls
And that time-shaken roof. Rejecting sleep, Thee, first of Grecians." ' Medon interpos'd. Last night I lay contriving swift revenge
" She is my sister. Justice rules her ways On these barbarians, whose career profane With piety and wisdom. To her voice
O’erturns the Grecian temples, and devotes The nations round give ear. The Muses breathe Their holy bow'rs to flames. I left my couch, Their inspiration through her spotless soul, Long ere the Sun his orient gates unbarr’d. Which borders on divinity. She calls
Beneath yon beach my pensive head reclin'd. On thee. O truly styl'd the first of Greeks, The rivulets, the fountains, warbling round, Regard her call. Yon cliff's projecting head Attracted slumber. In a dream I saw To thy discernment will afford a scope
Calliopé. Her sisters, all with harps, More full, more certain; thence tby skilful eye Were rang d around her; as their Parian forms Will best direct the fight.” Melissa's sire Show in the temple. •Dost thou sleep?" she said; Was ever present to the king in thought,
· Melissa, dost thou sleep? The barb'rous host Who thus to Medon. “ Lead, Oileus' son. Approaches Greece. The first of Grecians comes Before the daughter of Oileus place
By death to vanquish. Priestess, let him hurl My willing feet.” They hasten to the cave. These marble heaps, these consecrated beams, Megistias, Maron follow. Through the rock Our fane itself, to crush the impious ranks, Leonidas, ascending to the fane,
The hero summon to our sacred hill.
She struck her shell. In concert full reply'd
The sister lyres. Leonidas they sung Majestically graceful and serene,
In ev'ry note and dialect yet known, Dispels the rigour in that solemn seat
In measures new, in language yet to come. Of holy sequestration. On the face
She finish'd. Then Megistias. “Dear to Heav'n, Of pensire-ey'd Religion rapture glows
By nations honour'd, and in tow'ring thought
O'er either sex pre-eminent, thy words
I hesitate no longer.” But the king,
Wrapt in ecstatic contemplation stood,
“ Hail! chief of men, selected by the gods His dignity and hers. At length he spake. For purer fame than Hercules acquir’d.
“ Nat Lacedæmon's whole collected state This hour allows no pause." She leads the king Of senate, people, ephori, and kings, With Medon, Maron, and Megistias down
Not the Amphictyons, whose convention holds A slope, declining to the mossy verge,
The universal majesty of Greece,
Me thou hast prais’d. My conscious spirit feels, To raise a dome, the ornament of Greece. That not to triumph in thy virtuous praise Observe those wither'd firs, those mould'ring oaks, Were want of virtue. Yet, illustrious dame, Down that declivity, half-rooted, bent,
Were I assur'd, that oracles delude; Inviting human force-Then look below.
That, unavailing, I should spill my blood; There lies Thermopylæ."_" I see,” exclaims That all the Muses of subjected Greece The higb-conceiving hero.“ I recall
Hereafter would be silent, and my name Thy father's words and forecast. He presagd, Be ne'er transmitted to recording times I should not find his daughter's counsel vain. There is in virtue, for her sake alone,
What should uphold my resolution firm.
“ To envy is ignoble, to admire My country's laws I never would survive.” Thi activity of Athens will become
Mov'd at his words, reflecting on his fate, A king of Sparta, who like thee condemn'd She had relax'd her dignity of mind,
His country's sloth. But Sparta now is arm’d. Had sunk in sadness; but her brother's helm Thou shalt commend. Behold me station'd here Before her beams. Relumining her night, To watch the wild vicissitudes of war, He through the cave like Hesperus ascends, Direct the course of slaughter. To this post Th' Oilean hinds conducting to achieve
By that superior woman I was call'd. 'The enterprise she counsels. Now her ear By long protracted fight lest fainting Greece Is pierc'd by notes, shrill sounding from the vault. Should yield, outnumber'd, my enlighten'd soul Up starts a diff'rent band, alert and light,
Through her, whom Heav'n enlightens, hath devis'd Athenian sailors. Long and sep'rate files
To whelm the num'rous, persevering foe Of Justy shoulders, eas'd by union, bear
In hideous death, and signalize the day Thick, well-compacted cables, wont to heave With horrours new to war. 'The Muses prompt The restiff anchor. To a naval pipe,
The bright achievement. Lo! from Athens smiles As if one soul invigorated all,
Minerva too. Her swift, auspicious aid And all compos'd one body, they had trod
In thee we find, and these, an ancient race, In equal paces, mazy, yet unbroke
By her and Neptune cherish'd.” Straight he meets Throughout their passage. So the spinal strength The gallant train, majestic with his arms Of some portentous serpent, whom the beats Outstretch'd, in this applauding strain he spake. Of Libya breed, indissolubly knit,
“ O lib’ral people, earliest arm’d to shield But flexible, across the sandy plain,
Not your own Athens more than gen’ral Greece, Or up the mountain draws his spotted length, You best deserve her gratitude. Her praise Or where a winding excavation leads
Will rank you foremost on the rolls of Fame." Through rocks abrupt and wild. Of stature large, They hear, they gaze, revering and rever'd. In arms which show'd simplicity of strength, Fresh numbers muster, rushing from the hills, No decoration of redundant art,
The thickets round. Melissa, pointing, spake. With sable horse-hair, floating down his back, “I am their leader. Natives of the hills A warrior moves behind. Compos'd in gait, Are these, the rural worshippers of Pan, Austerely grave and thoughtful, on his shield Who breathes an ardour through their humble minds The democratic majesty he bore
To join you warriors. Vassals these, not mine, Of Athens. Carv'd in emblematic brass,
But of the Muses, and their hallow'd laws Her image stood with Pallas by her side,
Administer'd by me. Their patient hands And trampled under each victorious foot
Make culture smile, where Nature seems to chide; A regal crown, one Persian, one usurp'd
Nor wanting my instructions, or my pray’rs, By her own tyrants, on the well-fought plain Fertility they scatter by their toil Of Marathon confounded. He commands
Around this aged temple's wild domain. These future guardians of their country's weal, Is Melibæus here! Thou fence secure Of gen'ral Greece the bulwarks. Their high deeds To old Oïleus from the cares of time, From Artemisium, from th’empurpled shores Thrice art thou welcome. Useful, wise, belov'd, Of Salamis renown shall echo wide;
Where'er thou sojournest, on ta known, Shall tell posterity in latest times,
As oft the bounty of a father's love
Thou on Melissa's solitude dost pour,
Th’important labour to inspiring airs
Of holy virgins, ardent all perform, The tardy forward. To Laconia's king
In bands divided under diff'rent chiefs. Advanc'd th’ Athenian leader, and began.
Huge timbers, blocks of marble, to remove “ Thou godlike ruler of Eurotas, hail !
They first attempted; then assembled stones Thee by my voice Themistocles salutes,
Loose in their beds, and wither'd trunks, uptoru The admiral of Athens. I conduct
By tempests; next dismember'd from the rock By public choice the squadron of my tribe, Broad, rugged fragments; from the mountains hew'd And Æschylus am call'd. Our chief hath giv'n Their venerable firs, and aged oaks, Three days to glory on Eubæa's coast,
Which, of their branches by the lightning bar'd, Whose promontories almost rise to meet
Presented still against the blasting flame Thy ken from Eta's cliffs. This morning saw Their loary pride unshaken. These the Greeks, The worsted foe, from Artemisium drivin,
But chief th' Athenian mariners, to force Leave their disabled ships, and floating wrecks, Uniting skill, with massy leavers heave, For Greciap trophies. When the fight was clos'd, With strong-knit cables drag: till, now dispos'd, I was detach'd to bring th' auspicious news, Where great Leonidas appoints, the piles To bid thee welcome. Fortunate my keel
Nod o'er the straits. This new and sudden scene Hath swiftly borne me. Joyful I concur
Might lift imagination to belief, In thy attempt. Appris'd by yonder chiefs, That Orpheus and Amphion from their beds Who met me landing, instant from the ships Of ever-blooming asphodel bad beard A thousand gallant mariners I drew,
The Muses call; had brought their fabled barps, Who till the setting Sun shall lend their toil.” At whose mellifivent charm once more the trees
“ Themistocles and thou accept my heart," Had burst their fibrous bands, and marbles leap'd Leonidas reply'd, and closely strain'd
In rapid motion from the quarry's womb, The brave, the learn'd Athenian to his breast. That day to follow harmony in aid
ni gen'mus valour. Fancy might discern Inextricably fasten'd. Sound, ye nymphs ('erulean Tethys, from her coral grot
Of Ela's mountains, of her woods and streams, Emerging, seated on her pearly car,
Who hourly witness to Melissa's worth, With Nereids floating on the surge below,
Ye Oreads, Dryads, Naiads, sound her praise. To view in wonder from the Malian bay
Proclaim Zaleucus by his daughter grac'd The attic sons of Neptune; who forsook
Like Solon and Lycurgus by their sons.' Their wooden walls to range th' (Etæan crags,
Laconia's hero and the priestess bow'd To rend the forests, and disjoin the rocks.
Their foreheads grateful to the bard sublime. Meantime a hundred sheep are slain. Their limbs She, rising, takes the word. “More sweet thy lyre From burning piles fume grateful. Bounty spreads To friendship's ear, than terrible to foes A decent board. Simplicity attends.
Thy spear in battle, though the keenest point Then spake the priestess. “Long-enduring chiefs, which ever pierc'd barbarians. Close we here Your efforts, now accomplish'd, inay admit The song and banquet. Hark! a distant din Refection due to this hard-labour'd train,
From Asia's camp requires immediate care.' Due to yourselves.” Her hospitable smile
She leads. Along the rocky verge they pass. Wins her well-chosen guests, Laconia's king,
In calm delight Leonidas surveys Her brother, Maron, Æschylus divine
All in the order which he last assign'd; With Acarnania's priest. Her first commands As o'er Thermopylæ beneath he cast To Melibcus sedulous and blithe
A wary look. The mountain's furthest crag Distribute plenty through the toiling crowd,
Now reach'd, Melissa to the king began). Then, skreend beneath close umbrage of an oak, “ Observe that space below, dispers'd in dales, Each care-divested chief the banquet shares. In hollows, winding through dissever'd rocks. Cool breezes, whispåring, flutter in the leaves,
The slender ontlet, skreen'd by yonder stirubs, Whose verdare, pendent in an arch, repel
Leads to the pass. There stately to my view The west'ring Sun's hot glare. Favonius bland The martial queen of Caria yester Sun, His breath impregnates with exhaling sweets Descending, showd. Her loudly I repror'd. From flow'ry beds, whose scented clusters deck But she, devoted to the Persian king, The gleaming pool in view. Fast by, a brouk In ambush there preserv'd his flying host. In limpid lapses orer native steps
She last retreated; but, retreating, prov'd Attunes his cadence to sonorous strings,
Her valour equal to a better cause. And liquid accents of Melissa's maids.
Again I see the heroine approach.” The floating air in melody respires.
Megistias then. “I see a powerful arm, A rapture mingles in the calm repast.
Sustaining firm the large, emblazon'd shield, Cprises Æschylus. A goblet full
Which, fashion'd first in Caria, we bave learn'd “To those divinities, who dwell To imitate in Greece. Sublime her port In yonder temple, this libation first,
Bespeaks a mighty spirit. Priestess, look. To thee, benignant hostess, next I pour,
An act of piety she now performs, Then to thy fame, Leonidas.” He said.
Directing those, perhaps her Carian band, His breast, with growing heat disteuded, prompts
To bear dead brethren from the bloody field His eager hand, to whose expressive sign
Among the borsemen an exalted form One of the virgins cedes her sacred lyre.
Like Demaratus strikes my searching eye. Their choral song complacency restrains.
To me, recalling his trarscendant rank The soul of music, bursting from his touch, In Sparta once, he seems a languid sun, At once gives birth to sentiment sublime.
Which dimly sinks in exhalations dark, “ O Hercules and Perseus,” he began,
Enveloping his radiance." While he spake,
The dang'rous thicket; Lacedæmon's chief,
Around the region his consid’rate eye While o'er the Earth's unciviliz'd extent
Extending, marks each movement of the foe. The savage monster, and the ruffian sway'd,
Th' imperial Persian from his lofty car More savage still. No policy nor laws
Had in the morning's early conflict seen Had fram'd societies. By single strength His vanquish'd army pouring from the straits A single ruffian, or a monster fell.
Back to their tents, and o'er his camp dispers'd The legislator rose. Three lights in Greece, In consternation; as a river bursts Lycurgus, Solon, and Zaleucus, blaz’d.
Impetuous from his fountain, then, enlarg'd, Then, substituting wisdom, Jove, profuse
Spreads a dead surface o'er some level marsh. Of his own blood no longer, gave us more
Th' astonish'd king thrice started from his seat; In discipline and manners, which can form Shame, fear, and indignation rept his breast; A hero like Leonidas, than all
As ruin irresistible were near The god-begotten progeny before.
To overwhelm his millions. “ Haste," he callid The pupils next of Solon claim the Muse.
To Hyperaythes, “haste and meet the Greeks. Suand your hoarse couchs, ye Tritons. You beheld Their daring rage, their insolence repel. The Atlantean shape of Slaughter wade
From such dishonour vindicate our irame." Through your astonish'd deeps, his purple arm
His royal brother through th' extensive camp Uplifting high before th’ Athenian line.
Obedient mov'd. Deliberate and brave, You saw bright Conquest riding on the gale
Each active prince from ev'ry tent remote, Which swell'd their sails; saw Terrour at their helms The hardiest troops he summon'd. Caria's queen, To gaide their brazen beaks on Asia's pride. To Hyperanthes bound by firm esteem Her adamantine grapple from their decks
Of worth, unrivall'd in the Persian court, Fate threw, and ruin on the hostile fleet
In soleinp pace was now, returning slow
Before a band, transporting from the field Abrocomes and Hyperanthes led,
So, where th' unequal globe in mountains swells,
The steep-erected cliffs; tumultuous dash In fairest wreaths. To break the Grecian line | The waters, bursting on the pointed crags : In vain ye struggle, uparray'd and lax,
The valley roars; the marble channel foams. Depriv'd of union. Try to form one band Th’undaunted Greeks immoveably withstand In order'd ranks, and emulate the foe.
The dire encounter. Soon th’impetuous shock Nor to secure a thicket next the pass
Of thousands and of myriads shakes the ground. Forget. Selected numbers station there.
Stupendous scene of terrour! Under hills, Farewell, young hero. May thy fortune prove Whose sides, half-arching, o'er the hosts project, Unlike to mine. Had Asia's millions spar'd The unabating fortitude of Greece One myriad to sustain me, none had seen
Maintains her line, th’untrain'd barbarians charge Me quit the dang'rous contest. But the head
In savage fury. With inverted trunks,
Or bent obliquely from the shagged ridge,
The clanging trump, the crash of mingled spears, To these dead Carians. On this fatal strand The groan of death, and war's discordant shouts, May Artemisia's grief appease your ghosts,
Alarm the Echoes in their neighb'ring caves; My faithful subjects, sacrific'd in vain.”
Woods, cliffs, and shores return the dreadful sound. The hero grateful and respectful heard, What soon his warmth neglected at the sight Of spears, which flam'd innumerable round. Beyond the rest in lustre was a band,
Hyperanthes, discontinuing the fight, while he
waits for reinforcements, Teribazus, a Persian Magnificent and stately were the ranks. The prince, commanding mute attention, spake.
remarkable for his merit and learning, and highly “ In two divisions part your number, chiefs.
beloved by Hyperanthes, but unhappy in his One will I lead to onset.
passion for Ariana, a daughter of Darius, adIn my ranks Abrocomes, Hydarnes shall advance,
vances from the rest of the army to the rescue Pandates, Mindus, Intaphernes brave,
of a friend in distress, who lay wounded on the
field of battle. Teribazus is attacked by DioTo wrest this short-liv'd victory from Greece. Thou, Abradates, by Sosarmes join'd,
phantus, the Mantinean, whom he overcomes; Orontes and Mazæus, keep the rest
then engaging with Dithyrambus, is himself From action. Future succour they must lend,
slain. Hyperanthes hastens to his succour. A Should envious Fate exhaust our num'rous files.
general battle ensues, where Diomedon distinFor, O pure Mithra, may thy radiant eye
guishes his valour. Hyperanthus and AbroNe'er see us, yielding to ignoble flight,
comes, partly by their own efforts, and partly The Persian name dishonour. May the aets
by the perfidy of the Thebans, who desert the Of our renown'd progenitors, who, led
line, being on the point of forcing the Grecians, By Cyļus, gave one monarch to the east,
are repulsed by the Lacedæmonians. HyperanIn us revive. O think, ye Persian lords,
thes composes a select body out of the Persian What endless infamy will blast your names;
standing forces, and, making an improvement Should Greece, that narrow portion of the Earth,
in their discipline, renews the attack; ' upon Your pow'r defy: when Babylon hath lower'd
which Leonidas changes the disposition of his Her tow'ring crest, when Lydia's pride is quellid
army: Hyperanthes and the ablest Persian ge
nerals are driven out of the field, and several In Cresus vanquish’d, when her empire lost Ecbatana deplores. Ye chosen guard,
thousands of the barbarians, circumvented in Your king's immortal bulwark, O reflect
the pass, are entirely destroyed.
Amid the van of Persia was a youth,
They wave their banners, blazing in the Sun, Not for wide pastures, travers’d o'er by herds,
Through ev'ry path of science had he walkid, Innumerous and vary'd like the shells
The votary of wisdom. In the years, By restless Tethys scatter'd on the beach,
Wheu tender down invests the ruddy cheek, V'er which they trod, tbe multitude advanc'd, He with the magi turn’d the hallow'd page Straight by Leonidas desery d. The van
Of Zoroastres. Then his tow'ring thoughts
High on the plumes of contemplation soard. Tinge their black folds with gleams of scatter'd light, He from the lofty Babylonian fane
Then, swiftly closing, on the brow of Morn With learn'd Chaldæans trac'd the heav'nly sphere, Condense their horrours, and in thickest glooin There number'd o'er the vivid fires, which gleam The ruddy beauty veil. They now approach On Night's bespangled bosom. Nor unheard The tow'r of Belus. Hyperanthes leads Were Indian sages from sequester'd bow'rs, Through Babylon an army to chastise While on the banks of Ganges they disclos'd The criine of Egypt. Teribazus here The pow'rs of Nature, wbether in the woods, Parts from his princess, marches bright in steel The fruitful glebe, or flow'r, the healing plant, Beneath his patron's banner, gathers palms The limpid waters, or the ambient air,
On conquer'd Nile. To Susa he returns, Or in the purer element of fire.
To Ariana's residence, and bears The realm of old Sesostris next he view'd,
Deep in his heart th’immedicable wound. Mysterious Egypt with her hidden rites
Byt unreveald and silent was his pain;
Nor yet in sulitary shades be roam'd,
A sickly dawn of gladness, and in smiles
Conceal'd his anguish; while the secret fame Where wisdom dwelt with Bias, nor the seat Rag'd in his bosomn, and its peace consum'd: Of Pittacus, rever'd on Lesbian shores.
His soul still brooding o'er these mournful thoughts. Thi enlighten'd youth to Susa now return'd, “ Can I, O Wisdom, find relief in thee, Place of his birth. His merit soon was dear Who dost approve my passion ? From the snares To Hyperanthes. It was now the time,
Of beauty only thou wouldst guard my heart. That discontent and murmur on the banks But here thyself art charm’d; where softness, grace, Of Nile were loud and threatning. Chembes there And ev'ry virtue dignify desire. The only faithful stood, a potent lord,
Yet thus to love, despairing to possess, Whom Xerxes held by promis'd nuptial ties Of all the torments, by relentless Fate With his own blood. To this Egyptian prince On life inflicted, is the most severe. Bright Ariana was the destin'd spouse,
Do I not feel thy warnings in my breast, From the same bed with Hyperanthes born. That Aight alone can save me? I will go Among her guards was Teribazus nain'd
Back to the learn'd Chaldæans, on the banks By that fond brother, tender of her weal.
Of Ganges seek the sages; where to Heav'n
O wretched Teribazus! all conspires
With no inglorious arm the soldier's lance, Her own pavilion forc'd, her person seiz'd
Who near the side of Hyperanthes fought, By ruffian hands: when timely lo redeem' Must join the throng. How therefore can I Ay Her and th' invaded camp from further spoil From Ariana, who with Asia's queens Flies Teribazus with a rally'd band,
The splendid camp of Xerxes must adorn?
Then be it so. Again I will adore
Resistless magic through my ravish'd heart; In bim, distinguish'd by his worth alone,
Till passion, thus with double rage infiam'd, No prince, nor satrap, now the single chief Swells to distraction in my tortur'd breast, Of her surviving guard. Of regal birth,
Then—but in vain through darkness do I search But with excelling graces in her soul,
My fate-Despair and fortune be my guides." Unlike an eastern princess she inclines
The day arriv'd, when Xerxes first advanc'd To bis consoling, his instructive tongue,
His arms from Susa's gates. The Persian dames, An humbled ear. Amid the converse sweet So were accustom'd all the eastern fair, Her charms, her mind, her virtues he explores, In sumptuous cars accompany.d his march, Admiring. Soon is admiration chang'd
il beauteous train, by Ariana grac'd. To love; nor loves he sooner than despairs. Her Teribazus follows, on her wheels From morn till eve her passing wheels he guards Attends and pines. Such woes oppress the youth, Back to Euphrates. Often, as she mounts Oppress, but not enervate. From the van Or quits the car, his arm her weight sustains He in this second conflict had withstood With trembling pleasure. His assiduous hand The threat'ning frown of adamantine Mars, From purest fountains wafts the living dood. Ile singly, while his bravest friends recoil'd. Nor seldom by the fair-one's soft command His manly temples no tiara bound. Would he repose him, at her feet reclio'd; The slender lance of Asia he disdain'd, While o'er his lips her lovely forehead bow'd, And her light target. Eminent he tower'd Won by bis grateful cloquence, which sooth'd In Grecian arms the wonder of his foes; With sweet variety the tedious march,
Among th' Ionians were his strenuous limbs Beguiling time. He too would then forget Train'd in the gymnic school.
A fulgent casque His pains awhile, in raptures vain entranc'd, Enclos'd his head. Before his face and chest Delusion all, and fleeting rays of joy,
Down to the knees an ample shield was spread. Soon overcast by more intense despair;
A pond'rous spear he shook. The well-aim'd point Like wintry clouds, which, op'ning for a time, Sent two Phliasians to the realıns of death