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In all his state, her master with his host

With sweetness stor'd; unparallel'd in art in full array." His order is obey'd.

Rose structures, growing on the stranger's eye, Through smooth Ismenus, and Asopus clear. Where'er it roam'd deligbted. On, like Death, The royal host in slow procession led,

From his pale courser scatt'ring waste around, Their first encampment on a district lodge, The regal homicide of nations pass'd, Platæa's neighbour; that renown'd abode

Unchaining all the furies of revenge
Of noblest Greeks was desert. In his tent

On this devoted country. Near the banks
The king by night requested andience grants Of desolate Cephissus halting sat
To Leontiades, that colleague base

The king; retarding night's affrighted steeds, Of Ana rander, traitor like himself

The conflagration wide of crumbling tow'rs, To Sparta's hero. Xerxes thus he warns :

Of ruin’d temples, of the crackling groves, “ Now be the king reminded of the rage

Of villages and towns, he thence enjoy'd, Against his father, which Platæa bore

Thence on the manes of Darius call'd : At Marathon; that recently she brav'd

“Son of Hystaspes ! if the dead can hear, Himself in Eta's pass; nor Thespia fought Thou didst command thy servants to remind With less distinguish'd rancour: be inform’d, Thy anger daily of th’ Athenian race, The first is near, the other not remote;

Who insolently plough'd the eastern waves, Thy vengeance both deserve. Destroy their fields, Thy shores affronted with their hostile beaks, Consume their dwellings; thy o'erflowing camp And burnt thy town of Sardis; at my call, May spare a large detachment; I will go

Ghost of my father! lift thy awful brow; Their willing guide.” Masistius present spake : Rememb’ring now th' Athenians, see thy son

“ O monarch, live for ever in the hearts On their presumptuous heads retaliate faines : Of conquer'd nations, as of subjects born;

Depriv'd of burial, shall their bodies leave Associate clemency with pow'r, and all

Pale spectres here to wail their city fallin, Must yield obedience: thou art master here, And wander through its ruins.”- Closing here Treat thy new vassals kindly.”—In a frown His barb'rous lips, the tyrant sought his couch. Argestes : “ Shall the king with kindness treat Thy summits now, Pentelicus, and thine, Invet'rate fies and zealous friends alike?

Haunt of sonorous bees, Hymettus sweet! Shall undeserving Thespians, shall the race Are ting'd with orient light. The Persian host Of fell Platæa, unprovok'd who stain'd,

Renew their progress; Athens soon receives Ou Attic fields, her spear with Persian blood, Their floating banners and extended ranks To help detested Athens, shall they share

Smooth o'er the fosse, by mural ruins filld. The clemency of Xerxes, in despite

As from a course of ravage, in her den Of this our Theban host, who faithful gives Of high Cithæron plung'd the monster Sphinx Such wholesome counsel? Sov'reign, when I brought Her multifarious form, preparing still Thy condescension late to Sparta's king,

For havoc new her fangs and talons dire; Among the grim assembly in his tent

Till her enigma Laius' son resolvid, Domedon, Demophilus, I saw,

Whence desperation cast her headlong down With Dithyrambus, men preferring death

The rocky steep; so, after thy career To amity with thee, commanders all

Of devastation, Xerxes, rest awhile Of these malignant cities.”—Xerxes here:

Secure in Athens, meditating there “ Approving, Leontiades, thy words

Fresh woes to men. Than Edipus more wise, I hear; Masistius, thee my servant loves,

Th' interpreter of oracles is nigh;
Mardonius, always victor in my name;

Soon will the son of Neocles expel
Yet learn at last, O satrap! who dost wear Thee from thy hold, by policy too deep
The fullest honours to partake with me,

For thy barbarian council to explore.
What I ioberit from Darius, hate

Before the Prytanxum stops the car. Inflexible, inexpiable hate

Now savage bands enclose that rev'rend seat To Athens, hate to her confed'rates all.

Of judgment; there Mardonius waits. The king, Go, Theban, choose what nations of our host Pleas'd with his care, salutes him : “ Thou hast Thou dost prefer; thyself appoint their chief."

long “ I choose the Caspians, Sacians; name for chief Sweat under barness in th' eternal spows Brave Mithridates, great Argestes' heir,”

Of Macedon and Thracia, hast my name Rejoins the traitor. These ferocious most There dress'd in ample trophies; but thy speed, He best approv'd, and Mithridates chose,

Preventing my arrival, is unknown
Among the youth most vigorous and fol

To wings of eagles, or the feet of stags."
In acis of blood. To hear Mardonius prats’d, Mardonius answers: “Ever live the king
Argestes, dreading his return, conceiv'd

To find his servant's zeal outstrip in speed
A pain, yet temper'd by a secret joy

The swiftest cagle, or the feetest stag! He felt arise; who, rival of his son,

Descend, thou lord of Athens! destin'd soon Long wish'd him distant from the guarded roof To universal sway.”—They climb the steps; Where Timon's daughter was confin'd. Dismiss'd Alone Argestes follows. In the hall To rest, all separate. They renew their march These words of high import Mardonius spake: By day-spring; Leontiades, to wreak

“ My liege, the season calls for quick resolves; On hapless Thespia and Platæa's walls

By thee entrusted with supreme command, The hate implacable of Thebes; the king,

When thou art absent, to Phaleron's port, With equal rage, to spoil Minerva's reign.

Late arsenal of Athens, all the ships
Her olive groves now Attica disclos'd,

I order'd from Eubwa; they below
The fields where Ceres first her gifts bestow'd, Lie well equipp'd and shelter'd, nor remote
The rocks whose marble crevices the bees

The whole united armament of Greece

At SalamisWith Ariabignes great,

Psyttalia nam’d, possess; ere long the fores Thy royal brother, and for merit nam'd

Against her craggy border may be driven; Thy ruling admiral, the kings of Tyre,

Let spoils and captives signalize thy zeal.' Of Sidon, Caria's princess, and the rest,

Thou, Artamanes, must attend him there, I held a council; they concurr'd to fight,

Nor let me want intelligence. Farewell !" And by one effort terminate the war,

This mandate giv'n, the active chief proceeds All but the queen, from whose ingenuous mouth With steps impatient to Phaleron's port. Will I, though differing, faithfully relate Each argument, each word — Mardonius, tell The king.' she said, 'what peril I foresee From this attenipt; his ships defeated leave

BOOK V. His host endangerd; ever bold, the Greeks Are desp’rate now; the want of sustenance The Sun was set; Autarctus and his band, Will soon disperse them to their sev'ral homes; In haste collected, through nocturnal shades The sea's entire dominion to the king

To small Psyttalia pass'd a narrow frith. Will then be left; whole armies then embark'd As on a desert forest, where at night Through inlets free may pour on Pelops' isle, A branching oak some traveller hath climb'd Whose coast I newly have explor'd with care. To couch securely ; if the trunk beset Mardonius, thou art eager; do not trust

| By famish'd wolves in herd, who thirst for blood, In multitude; full many in the fleet

Pale morn discovers to his waking sight, Are false, are cowards. Let our sov'reign shun His hair in terrour bristles, pants his breast Precipitation; short delay at least

In doubt of safety ; thus Aurora show'd Is safe; a naval combat lost, is bane'."

The unexpected gleam of Persian arms, “ A greater bane delay,” Argestes here; Which fill'd Psyttalia, wbile the Attic strand, Who reading artful in the royal eye

With numbers equal to its sandy stores Determination for a naval fight,

Was cover'd, and Phaleron's road with masts, His malice thus on Artemisia vents:

A floating forest, crowded like the pines, “ My liege forgets that Caria's queen derives Majestic daughters of the Pontic woods. Her blood from Grecian fountains; is it strange Fair Athens burn'd in sight; embodied smoke She should confine thy formidable hand,

Rose mountainous, emitting pillar'd flames, And so preserve her kindred ?"-Stern the king : Whose umber'd light the newly-dawning Sun

“ Though I reject her counsel to forbear But half eclips'd. At intervals are heard The fight, none better will that fight sustain The hollow sound of columns prostrate laid, Than she, whose zeal, fidelity approv'd,

The crash of levellid walls, of sinking roofs.
And valour, none can equal but the son

In massy ruin. Consternation cold
Of Gobryas. Go, Mardonius, see the fleet Benumbs the Greek spectators, all aghast
Prepar'd by morning; let Argestes burn

Except thi’ Athenians, whose unshaken minds · The citadel and temples; I confer

To this expected fate resignd their homes On him that office.”–Utt'ring this, he turn'd For independence. Gigantean rang'd Apart; forlorn Argestes hence presag'd

From ship to ship Despair; she drives ashare Decline of regal favour, cent'ring all

The timid leaders, changing late resolves In Gobrya's son, who fiercely thus pursu'd: For gen'rous combat into base retreat. “ Thou hear'st the king ; now hear a soldier's To seek the shelter of their native ports tone:

They clamour loud; the admiral convenes Of old I know thee slanderer of worth;

A council; him Themistocles address'd: And I, distinguish'd by a late success,

“ Now Eurybiades, to whose command To envious eyes no welcome guest return.

I voluntary yielded, from thy charge,
Thou canst traduce the absent, whom thy tongue Not less for Athens than for gen'ral Greece,
Would flatter present. Not in Susa's court, I claim a righteous and heroic part,
Amid the soft security of peace,

The promis'd fight in these auspicious straits, We languish now; great Xerxes on the stage Which, rend'ring vain the multitude of foes, Of glorious war, amid the din of arms,

Assure success. But separate this fleet,
Can hear thy coz’ning artifice no more.

A hundred openings may barbarians choose
Oh, that he ne'er had listen'd! Asia's lord, To Pelops' region; not on ev'ry spot
When to a Tyrian trafficer demean'd,

An isthmian wall is plac'd. Depriv'd of all, He barter'd for his glory, By my sword,

If to your succour we Athenians lose Leonidas, preferring fame to sway

All clain, ye Greeks, be valiant for yourselves! O'er proffer'd Greece, was noble! What thy part, See Attica in flames, the temples raz'd, Who tamely proff'ring wast with scoru dismiss'd ? The tombs defac'd, the venerable dust Go, burn the faues ! Destruction is thy joy." Of our forefathers scatter'd in the wind ! He said, departing swiftly; on his way

Would you avoid calamities like these, Meets Artamanes, meritorious youth,

To sound instruction lean ; th' almighty gods Who, not resembling an unworthy sire,

Wise counsels bless with prosperous events,
Had fix'd th' esteem of that illustrious man. To its own folly wilful blindness leave.”
To bim Mardonius : “ Brave Autarctus greet Proud Adimantus, on his birth elate,
In words like these-Exalted to the bed

The admiral of Corinth, envying long
Of bright Sandauce, sister of thy king,

Cecropia's name and pow'r, arose and spake : Now is the season to approve thy worth.

“ For public safety when in council meet Collect ten thousand warriors on the strand

Men who have countries, silence best becomes Which faces Salamis; an island near,

Him who bath none; sball such presume to vote,

Ton patient Spartan, nay to dictate here,

Till Eurybiades, at length alarm'd Who cannot tell us they possess a home?

Lest all th’ Athenians should retreat incens'd, For Attica in flames, her temples raz'd,

Postpon'd the issue to th’ ensuing day. Her tombs disfigur'd, for th' ignoble dust

Themistocles, retiring to his tent, Of thy forefathers scatter'd in the wind,

There found his wife; his stratagem on wings Thou low-born son of Neocles, must Greece Of execution, left his mind serene; Her welfare bazard on a single day,

Relax'd in thought, he trifled with his boy, Which, unsuccessful, endless ruiu brings ?" Young child, who playful on the mother's lap,

Cleander heard, Træzene's youthful chief; Soon as of Xerxes earnest she inquir'd, Warm was his bosom, eloquent his tongue,

With frowning graces on his brow of down, Strong-nerv'd his limbs, well exercis'd in arms;

Clench'd fast his infant hands. The dame pursues: Preventing thus Themistocles, he spake:

“ O that the Greeks would emulate this child, Though blood, Corinthian, be of noblest dye, Clench fast their weapons, and confront the foe! Base-born the soul when Folly is her sire.

Did we abandon our paternal homes, Absurdity and malice no reply

Our nuptial chambers, from the cradle snatch Deserve from thee, Athenian! thee, more wise, Our helpless babes ? Did tender maidens join More valiant, more distinguish'd in thyself, Unanimous the cry, Embark, embark Than all the vaunted progeny of gods.

For Salamis and freedom!' to behold Did you not mourn, ye deities, to see

The men debating (so the Attic wives A nation, you created with their soil,

Are told) uncertain if to fight or serve? Forsake that ancient land ? or not admire

Who are the cowards, rather traitors, say? Your greatest work, the conduct of that man, We will assail them, as the Trojan dames Who such a race from such endearing homes, Did Polymestor, royal thief, who broke Wives, husbands, elders, infants, maidens, youths, The holiest ties for gold.”—“ Take comfort, love; In gen'rous quest of liberty could lead ?

All shall be well,” Themistocles replied. Do you not look indignant down to hear

“ Yes, I in thee have comfort," she proceeds; Such venomous reproaches on his worth,

« Thou canst devise some artifice to urge A wrong to Greece? Her saviour him I call, Ev'n dastards on ; Sicinus thou hast sent, As yet, I trust, his dictates will prevail.”

I ask not whither."-In a smile her lord : While he declajm'd, Themistocles, who scorn'd “ With thy permission, then, the gods remaja The insolent Corinthian, sat and scann'd

My confidents: to ease thee, I proclaim The looks of all; his penetrating sight

This boy the first of Greeks; he governs thee, Could read the thoughts of men; the major part Thou me, I Athens; who shail govern Greece, He saw averse to battle, Sparta's chief

As I am sure to circumvent the foes. Lacertain, cold, and slow. Affecting here

Retiring, seek the town; console the dames; Decisive looks, and scorn of more debate,

Thy husband never was so high in bope.” Thus brief he clos d : “ Athenians still possess She pleas'd, departing, spake: “ To govern thee A city buoyant on two hundred keels.

Requires an art which never woman knew, Thou, admiral of Sparta, frame thy choice; Nor man; most artful, thou controllest all, Fight, and Athepians shall thy arm sustain ; Yet call'st, nay often seem'st, thyself controll’d.” Retreat, Athenians shall retreat to shores

She distant, thus he meditates alone: Which bid them welcome, to Hesperian shores, " True, when I seem controll'd by others most, For them by ancient oracles reserv’d,

Then most assur'd my enterprise succeeds. Safe from insulting foes, from false allies,

O lib’ral Nature! science, arts acquir'd, And Eleutherian Jove will bless their flight: I little value; while thy light supplies So said your own Leonidas, who died

Profuse invention, let capricious chance For public welfare. You that glorious death

With obstacles and dangers gird me round, May render, Spartans, fruitless to yourselves." I can surmount them all; nor peace, nor war, This said, he left the council; not to fly,

Nor all the swift vicissitudes of time, But with his wonted policy compel

E’er gave emergency a birth too strong The Greeks to battle. At a secret cove

For me to govern. On this crisis hange He held in constant readiness a skiff,

My future greatness; whether joy or grief In Persian colours mask'd; be there embark'd Shall close the term of being, none foreknow ; The most entrusted of his household, charg'd My penetrating spirit I will trust With these instructions: “ Now return my love, Thus far prophetic; for a time, at least, Sicinus, born a Persian, of my house

I will possess authority and pow'r Not as a slave long habitant, but friend,

To fix a name enduring like the Sun." My children's tutor, in my trust supreme,

Thus, in his own strong faculties secure, To Xerxes' navy sail; accost her chief

To rest. he trauquil sunk, and slept till dawn; In words like these-Themistocles, who leads Then early rose. Advancing froin the shore, Athenian squadrons, is the monarch's friend, A manly figure he observes, the face Approv'd by this intelligence; the Greeks

Wrapt in a mantle; as dividing clouds In consternation shortly will resolve

Reveal th' unmuffed Sun, the mantle cast To separate and fly; let Asia's fleet

Aside discovers the majestic front Her numbers round in diligence extend,

Of Aristides, who the silence breaks: Investing ev'ry passage; then, confus'd,

“ Dissensions past, as puerile and vain, This whole confederated force of Greece

Now to forget, and mobly strive who best Will sooner yield thau fight, and Xerxes close Shall serve his country, Aristides warns At once so perilous a war'."-He ceas'd.

His ancient foe Themistocles. I hear Meanwhile the council wasted precious hours, Thou giv'st the best of councils, which the Greeks

Reject, through mean solicitude to fly;

« Is there in Greece who doubts that righteous Weak men! throughout these narrow seas the foe

tongue, Is station'd now, preventing all escape."

Save Adimantus ? To suspect the truth Themistocles, though covetous of fame,

Of that illustrious exile, were to prove Though envying pow'r in others, was not bred Ourselves both false and timid. But enough Iu horrid deserts, not with savage milk

Of altercation; from the fleet I come, Of tigers nurs'd, nor bore a ruthless heart.

The words of Aristides I confirm; He thus replied: “ With gratitude this foe Prepare to fight; no passage have our ships Accepts thy welcome news, thy proffer'd aid, But through embattled foes."- The council rose. Thy noble challenge; in this glorious race

In this tremendous season thronging round
Be all our strife each other to surpass.

Th' accomplish'd son of Neocles, their hopes
First know my inmost secrets; if the straits In his unerring conduct all repose.
Are all invested with barbarian ships,

Thus on Olympus round their father Jove
The act is mine; of our intended flight

The deities collected, when the war I through Sicinus have appris'd the foes;

Of Earth's gigantic offspring menac'd Heav'n, Of his success thee messenger I hail.”

In bis omnipotence of arm and mind
The exile then: “ Such policy denotes

Confiding. Eurybiades, supreme
Themistocles; I praise, the Greeks have cause In title, ev'ry leader speeds to act
To bless, thy conduct; teach me now what task What great Themistocles suggests; bimself,
I can achieve; to labour, to advise

In ail expedients copious, seeks his wife,
With thee commanding, solely to enjoy

Whom he accosts, encircled where she stood The secret pleasure of preserving Greece,

With Attic dames: “ Timothea, now rejoice! Is my pursuit; the glory all be thine.”

The Greeks will fight; to morrow's Sun will give
“ Before the council show that honour'd face," A glorious day of liberty to Greece.
Rejoins the chief; “ report thy tidings there. Assemble thou the women; let the dawn
To preparation for immediate fight

Behold you spread the Salaminian beach;
Exbort; such notice they would slight in me, In your selected ornaments attir'd,
In thee all men believe." - This said, they mov'd. As when superb processions to the gods

Them on their way Myronides approach'd, Your presence graces; with your children stand Xanthippins, Cimon, Eschylus, and all

Encompass d; cull your fairest daugbters, range The captains, fixing reverential eyes

Them in the front; alloring be their dress, On Aristides; this the wary son

Their beauties half discover d, half conceal'd; Of Neocles remark'd; he gains the town

As when you practise on a lover's eye, Of Salamis, the council there is met;

Through that soft portal to invade the heart;
To them th' illustrious exile he presents,

Su shall the faithful husband from his wife
At whose appearance all th' assembly rise, Catch fire, the father from his blooming race,
Save Adimantus; fast by envy bound,

The youthful warrior from the maid he loves : Þe sits morose; illib'ral then the word,

Your looks will sharpen our vindictive swords." Ås Aristides was in act to speak,

In all the grace of polish'd Athens thus Thus takes: “ Bæotia, Attica reduc'd,

His charge pronouncing, with a kind embrace The Dorians, Locrians, you already know; He quits her bosom, nor th' encircling dames To me this morn intelligence arrivd,

Without respectful admonition leaves
That Thespia, that Platæa were in flames,

To aid his consort. Grateful in itself
All Phocis conquer'd ; thus alone of Greece A task she soon begins, which pleases more
The isle of Pelops upsubdu'd remains.

As pleasing him. A meadow fresh in green,
For what is lost, ye Grecians, must we face

Between the sea-beat margin and the lls,
Such mightier numbers, while barbarian hate Which bore the island's celebrated name,
Lurks in Psyttalia, watching for the wrecks Extended large; there oft the Attic fair
Of our defeated navy? Shall we pause

In bevies met; Themistocles the ground
Now at the isthmus with united force

To them allotted, that communion soft,
To save a precious remnant ? Landing there, Or pastiine, sweetly cheating, might relieve
Your sailors turn to soldiers, oars to spears ; The sad remembrance of their native homes.
The only bulwark you have left, defend."

Here at Timothea's summons they conven'd
Then Aristides : “ Jgnominious flight

In multitude beyond the daisies, strewn Necessity forbids; Ægina's shore

Thick o'er the verdure froin the lap of Spring, Last night I left; from knowledge I report. When most profuse. The wives, the mothers here The hostile navy bars at either mouth

Of present heroes, there in bud are seen
The narrow strait between Psyttalia's isle

The future mothers of immortal sons,
And Salamis, where lie your anchor'd ships. Of Socrates, of Plato, who to birth
But shall the Greeks be terrified? What more Had never sprung if Xerxes had prevailid,
Can they solicit of propitious Heav'n,

Or would have liv'd barbarians. On a mount
Than such deluded enemies to face,

Timothea plac'd, her graceful lips unclos'd: Who trust in numbers, yet provoke the fight

“ Ye wives, ye mothers, and ye fair betroth’d, Where multitude is fruitless ?"-Closing here, Your husbands, sons, and suitors claim that aid The uvassuming exile straight retir'd.

You have to give, and never can so well.
Cleander, ent'ring heard; while Corinth's chief, A signal day of liberty to Greece
Blind with malignity and pride, pursued :

Expect to morrow; of the glorious scene “ Her strength must Greece for Attica destroy'd Become spectators; in a bridal dress, Waste on the credit of a single tongue,

Ye wives, encompass'd with your tender babes, From Athens banish'a ?” Swist Cleander spake : Ye rev'rend matrons in your sumptuous robes,

As when superb processions to the gods

To scour the vale, to mount the shelving hill, Your presence graces; but ye future brides, Or dash from thickets close the sprinkling dew. Now maids, let all th' allurement of attire

He thus to Medon: “ Of Psyttalia's shore Enhance your beauties to th' enamour'd eye: That eastern flat contains the Persian chief, So from the face he loves shall ev'ry youth

Known by his standard; with four thousand youths Catch fire, with animating passion look

Make thy iinpression there; the western end On her, and conquer. Thus Cecropia's maids, Our foes neglect, a bigh and craggy part; Who left their country rather than abide

But Nature there through perforated rock Impure compulsion to barbarian beds,

Hath left a passage, with its mouth above Or ply the foreign loom with servile hands, Conceal'd in bushes; this, to me well known, Shall live to see their hymeneal morn;

I will possess; thence rushing, will surround Bless'd in heroic husbands, shall transmit

The unsuspecting Persian. Darkness falls; To late posterity the Attic name.

Let all embark; at midnight ply the oar.” And you, whose exemplary steps began

They hear and inarch; allotted seats they take Our glorious emigration, you shall see

Aboard the skiffs Sicinus had prepar'd, Your lords, your sons, in triumph to your homes Impatient waiting, but impatience keeps Return, ye matrons" -“ Or with them will die, Her peace. The second watch is now elaps'd, If fortune frown,” Laodice aloud;

That baneful season, mark'd in legends old, For this I hold a poniard; ere endure

When death-controlling sorcery compellid A Persian yoke, will pierce this female heart.” Unwilling spirits back to mortal clay Enthusiastic ardour seems to change

Entomb'd, when dire Thessalian charmers call'd Their sex; with manlike firmness all consent Down from her orb the pallid queen of night, To meet Timothea there by early dawn

And Hell's tremendous avenues uuclos'd; In chosen raiment, and with weapons arm’d, To Asia's mothers now of real bane, As chance should furnish. Thus Timothea sway'd, Who soon must wail ten thousand slaughter'd sons. The emulator of her husband's art,

The boats in order move ; full-fac'd the Moon But ne'er beyond immaculate intent;

Extends the shadows of a thousand masts At ber suggestion interpos'd her friend

Across the mirror of cerulean floods, Laodice, the consort young and fair

Which feel no ruining wind. A western course Of bold Aminias, train'd by naval Mars,

With his division Aristides steers, From the same bed with Æschylus deriv'd.

The Locrian eastward; by whose dashing oars Træzene's leader, passing by, admir'd

A guard is rous'd, not tiinely to obstruct The gen'rous flame, but secretly rejoic'd

His firm descent, yet ready on the strand In Ariphilia at Calauria safe;

To give him battle. Medon's spear by fate He to thy tent, Themistocles, was bounda

Is wielded; Locrians and Athenians sweep Thee to Sicinus list’ning, just return'd

The foes before them; numbers fresh maintain From his successful course, Cleander found, Unceasing conflict, till on ev'ry side Thee of thy dear Timothea first informd,

His reinforcement Aristides pours, While thou didst smile applause. The youth and turns the fight to carnage: by his arm pursued:

Before a tent of stately structure sinks “ From Aristides I deputed come;

Autarctus brave in death. The twilight breaks He will adventure from Psyttalia's isle

On heaps of slaughter; not a Persian lives This night to chase the foe, if thou concur But Artamanes, from whose youthful brow In help and counsel : bands of Attic youth, The beaver sever'd by th' auspicious steel Superfluous force excluded from the feet, Of Medon, show'd a well-remember'd face; With ready arms the enterprise demand ;

The Locrian swift embrac'd him, and began: Them, with his troop, Oilean Medon joins."

“ Deserve my kindness by some grateful news “ A noble Grecian, sage, experienc'd, brave,” Of Melibus and the Delphian priest; Returns the chief; “my answer is concise: Not Æschylus in pity shall exceed Sicinus, fly! their pinnaces and skiffs

My care in this thy second captive state.” Command th’ Athenian vessels to supply

His grateful news the Persian thus repeats: At Aristides' call; th' attempt is wise,

“ Nicæa, fort of Locris, them contains; Becoming such a soldier ; thou remain

Though pris’ners, happy in the guardian care With him, to bring me tidings of success."

Of Artemisia. What disastrous sight! Swift as a stone from Balearic slings,

Autarctus there lies prostrate in his blood. Sicinus hastens to th' Athenian fleet;

Oh, I must throw me at the victor's feet!" Cleander light th’important order bears

He went, by Medon introduc'd to kueel; To Aristides, whose exalted voice

Forbid by Aristides, he began: Collects the banding youth. So gen'rous hounds “ My own compassion to solicit yours, The huntsman's call obey; with ringing peals Withont disgrace might bend a satrap's knee; Their throats in tune delight Aurora's ear;

I have a tale of sorrow to unfold, They pant impatient for the scented field, Might soften hearts less humaniz'd and just Devour in thought the victims of their speed, Than yours, O gen'rous Grecians! In that tent Nor dread the rav'nous wolf, nor tusky boar, The widow'd wife of this late envied prince, Nor lion, king of beasts. The exile feels

Young, royal matron—twenty annual Suns Returning warmth, like some neglected steed She hath not told--three infants."- At these words Of noblest temper, from his wonted haunts. The righteous man of Athens stays to hear Who long hath languish'd in the lazy stall; No more; he gains the tent, he enters, views Calld forth, he paws, he snuffs th’ enliv’ning air, Sandauce, silent in majestic woe, His strength he proffers in a cheerful neigh

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