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He turn'd within his solitary hall, The swarthy blush recolours in his cheeks And his high shadow shot along the wall; His lip resumes its red , his eye thoug There were the painted forms of other times, 'Twas all they left of virtues or of crimes, Rolls wide and wild, each slowly quiverin Save vague tradition; and the gloomy vaults

limb That hid their dust, their foibles, and their Recals its function, but his words are strun

faults;

In terms that seem not of his native tongue And half a column of the pompous page, Distinct, but strange, enough they un That speeds the specious tale fromage to age:

derstand Where history's pen its praise or blame To deem them accents of another land,

supplies,

And such they were, and meant to mee And lies like truth, and still most truly lies. He wandering mused, and as the moonbeam That hears him not--alas! that cannot hear

shone Through the dim lattice o'er the floor of

His page approachd, and he alone aj stone,

pear'd And the high fretted roof, and saints, that to know the import of the words the there

heard ; O'er Gothic windows knelt in pictured And, by the changes of his cheek and bror

prayer,

They were not such as Lara should avov Reflected in fantastic figures grew, Like life, but not like mortal life, to view; Than those around their chieftain's stat

Nor he interpret, yet with less surprise His bristling locks of sable, brow of gloom,

he eyes, And the wide waving of his shaken plume, But Lara's prostrate form he bent beside, Glanc'd like a spectre's attributes, and gave And in thai tongue which seem'd his ow His aspect all that terror gives the grave.

replied,

And Lara heeds those tones that gently seci 'Twas midnight-all was slumber; the To soothe away the horrors of his drean

lone light

If dream it were, that thus could overthro Dimm'd in the lamp, as loth to break the A breast that needed not ideal woe.

night. Hark! there be murmurs heard in Lara's

Whate'er his phrenzy dream'd or ej hall

beheld, A sound-a voice- a shriek - a fearful call! If yet reinember'd ne'er to be reveald, A long, loud shriek- and silence - did they Rests at his heart: the custom'd mornin hear

came, That frantic echo burst the sleeping ear? And breathed new vigour in his shake They heard and rose, and tremulously brave

frame; Rush where the sound invoked their aid And solace sought he none from priest my to save;

leech, They come with half-littapers in their hands, and soon the same in movement and i And snatch'd in startled haste unbelted

speech brands.

As heretofore he fillid the passing hours

Nor less he smiles nor more his forehei Cold as the marble where his length was

lours laid,

Than these were wont; and if the comir Pale as the beam that o'er his features play'd,

night Was Lara stretch'd; his half-drawn sabre Appear’d less welcome now to Lara's sighi

near,

He to his marvelling vassals show'd it no Dropp'd it should seem in more than nature's Whose shuddering proved their fear wi fear;

less forgot. Yet he was firm, or had been firm till now, In trembling pairs (alone they dared not And still defiance knit his gather'd brow;

crawl Though mix'd with terror,senseless as he lay, The astonish'd slaves, and shun the fate There lived upon his lip the wish to slay;

hall; Some half-form'd threat in utterance there The waving banner, and the clapping doo

had died,

The rustling tapestry, and the echoing floor Some imprecation of despairing pride; The long dini shadows of surrounding trees His eye was almost seald, but not forsook The flapping bat, the night-song of the Even in its trance the gladiator's look,

breeze; That oft awake his aspect could disclose, Aught they hehold or hear their thought And now was fix'd in horrible repose.

appals, They raise him -- bear him; hush ! he As evening saddens o'er the dark gray breathes, he speaks,

walls.

Cain thought! that hour of ne'er unra- | Which tenderness might once have wrung vellid gloom

from rest; Came not again, or Lara could assume In vigilance of grief that would compel seeming of forgetfulness, that made The soul to hate for having loved too well. Horanals more amazed nor less afraid Had memory vanish'd then with sense restored?

There was in him a vital scorn of all : Since word, por look nor gesture of their As if the worst had fall’n which could befall, lord

He stood a stranger in this breathing world, Betray'd a feeling that recall’d to these An erring spirit from another hurld; That severd moment of his mind's disease. A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped Was it a dream ? was his the voice that By choice the perils he by chance escaped ; spoke

But 'scaped in vain, for in their memory yet Those strange wild accents ? his the cry His mind would half exult and half regret:

that broke With more capacity for love than earth Their sumber? his the oppressid o'er- Bestows on most of mortal mould and birth,

labour'd heart His early dreams of good outstripp'd the That ceased to beat, the look that made

truth, them start? And troubled manhood follow'd baffled (ald he who thus had suffer'd, so forget,

youth; Thea such as saw that suffering shudder with thought of years in phantom-chase yet?

mispent, 6 lid that silence prove his memory fix'd And wasted powers for better purpose lent; la deep for words, indelible, unmix'd And fiery passions that had pour'd their by that corroding secrecy which gnaws

wrath The heart to show the effect, but not the In hurried desolation o'er his path, cause?

And left the better feelings all at strise le - in him; his breast had buried both, In wild reflection o'er his stormy life; Seremmon gazers could discern the growth But haughty still, and loth himself to blame, i thoughts that mortal lips must leave He call'd on Nature's self to share the shame,

half told; And charged all faults upon the fleshly form They eboke the feeble words that would She gave to clog the soul, and feast the unfold.

worm;

"Till he at last confounded good and ill, la him inexplicably mix'd appear'd And half mistook for fate the acts of will: Lach to be loved and hated, sought and Too high for common selfishness, he could fear'd;

At times resign his own for others' good, opinion varying o'er his hidden lot, But not in pity, not because he ought, Apraise or railing ne'er his name forgot; But in some strange perversity of thought, Es ulence form'd a theme for others' 'That sway'd him onwards with a secret prate

pride Des quess’d—they gazed they fain would to do what few or none would do beside ;

know his fate. And this same impulse would, in tempting What bad be been? what was he, thus

time, unknown,

Mislead his spirit equally to criine; Norwalkd their world, his lineage only So much he soar'd beyond, or sunk beneath known?

The men with whom he felt condemn'd to A later of his kind? yet some would say,

breatlie, With them he could seem gay amidst the And long'd by good or ill to separate gay ;

Himself from all who shared his mortal Bet own'd, that smile, if oft'observed and

state;

His mind abhorring this had fix'd her throne Hard in its mirth, and wither’d to a sneer; Far from the world, in regions of her own : Tat esile might reach his lip, but pass'd Thus coldly passing all that pass'd below, not by,

His blood in temperate seeming now would boerer could trace its laughter to his eye:

flow : des there was softness too in his regard, At times, a heart as not by nature hard,

Ah! happier if it ne'er with guilt had glow'd,

But ever in that icy smoothness flow'd ! perceived, his spirit seem'd to 'Tis true, with other men their path he chide

walk'd, Send weakness, as unworthy of its pride, and like the rest in seeming did and talk’d,

as scorning to redeem Nor outragedReason's rules by flaw nor start, One doubt from others half withheld His madness was not of the head, but heart; la cell-inflicted penance of a breast esteem;

And rarely wander'd in his speech, or drew
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And his high shadow shot along the wall; His lip resumes
There were the painted forms of other times,
'Twas all they left of virtues or of crimes, Rolls wide and wil...
Save vague tradition; and the gloomy vaults
That hid their dust, their foibles, and their Recals its function,

faults;

In terms that seem
And half a column of the pompous page, Distinct, but stru
That speeds the specious tale from age to age:
Where history's pen its praise or blame To deem them acc

supplies,

And such they we“
And lies like truth, and still most truly lies.
He wandering mused, and as the moonbeam That hears him not-

shone
Through the dim lattice o'er the floor of

His page approak

stone, And the high fretted roof, and saints, that To know the imp

there O'er Gothic windows knelt in pictured And, by the changes

prayer,

They were not such
Reflected in fantastic figures grew, Nor he interpret, ye
Like life, but not like mortal life, to view; Than those around
His bristling locks of sable, brow of gloom,
And the wide waving of his shaken plume, But Lara's prostrate
Glanc'd like a spectre's attributes, and gave And in that tongue *
His aspect all that terror gives the grave.

And Lara heeds those

To soothe away the h 'Twas midnight- all was slumber; the

lone light

If dream it were,

that Dimm'd in the lamp, as loth to break the A breast that needed

night. Hark! there be murmurs heard in Lara's

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They heard and rose, and tremulously brave
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to save;
They come with half-littapers in their hands, And soon the same in
And snatch'd in startled haste unbelted

brands.

As heretofore he fill'd

Nor less he smiles nor Cold as the marble where his length was

laid,

Than these were wont
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Was Lara stretch'd; his half-drawn sabre Appear'd less welcome r

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He to his marvelling va
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fear;
Yet he was firm, or had been firm till now, In trembling pairs (alo
And still defiance knit his gather'd brow;
Though mix'd with terror,senseless as he lay, The astonish'd slaves, a
There lived upon his lip the wish to slay;
Some half-form'd threat in utterance there The waving banner, and

had died,

The rustling tapestry, an
Some imprecation of despairing pride; The long dini shadows of
His eye was almost seal’d, but not forsook The flapping bat, the
Even in its trance the gladiator's look,
That oft awake his aspect could disclose, Aught they hehold or he
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With all that chilling mystery of mien, of keen inquiry, and of mute amaze; And seeming gladness to remain unseen ; On Lara's glance emotion gathering grew He had (if 'twere not nature's boon) an art As if distrusting that the stranger threw Of fixing memory on another's heart:

Along the stranger's aspect fix'd and stern It was not love perchance – nor hate-nor Flash'd more than thence the vulgar ey aught

could learn. That words can image to express the thought; But they who saw him did not see in vain,

“ 'Tis he!" the stranger cried, and thos And once beheld, would ask of him again:

that heard, And those to whom he spake remember'd Re-echoed fast and far the whisper'd wort

'Tis he!” “ 'Tis who?” they questio And on the words, however light, would

far and near, dwell:

Till louder accents rung on Lara's ear; None knew, nor how, nor why, but he So widely spread , few bosoms well cou? entwined

brook Himself perforce around the hearer's mind; The general marvel, or that single loml There he was stamp'd in liking, or in hate, But Lara stirr'd not, changed not, the surpri If greeted once; however brief the date

That sprung at first to his arrested eyes That friendship, pity, or aversion knew,

Seem'd now subsided, neither sunk nor raisi Still there within the inmost thought he Glanced his eye round, though still t grew.

stranger gazed, You could not penetrate his soul, but found. And drawing nigh, exclaim’d, with haugh Despite your wonder, to your own he wound; His presence haunted still ; and from the “ Tis be!- how came he thence? – wh breast

doth he here?' He forced an all-unwilling interest. Vain was the struggle in that mental net, His spirit seem'd to dare you to forget!

It were too much for Lara to pass by Such question, so repeated fierce and hig

With look collected, but with accent co There is a festival, where knights and More mildly firm than petulantly bold,

dames,

He turnd, and met the inquisitorial tone And aught that wealth or lofty lineage My name is Lara ! when thine own claims

known, Appear-a highborn and a welcome guest Doubt not my fitting answer to requite To Otho's hall came Lara with the rest. The unlook'd for courtesy of such a knig! The long carousal shakes the illumined ball, Tis Lara! – further wouldst thou mark Well speeds alike the banquet and the ball;

ask? And the gay dance of bounding Beauty's I shun no question and I wear no mask

train Links grace and harmony in happiest chain: Blest are the early hearts and gentle hands

“Thou shun'st no question ! Ponder

there none That mingle there in well according hands; Thy heart must answer, though thine e It is a sight the careful brow might smoothe,

would shun? And make Age smile, and dream itself to And deem'st thou me unknown too? Ga

youth, And Youth forget such hour was past on at least thy memory was not given in va

again! earth, So springs the exulting bosom to that mirth! Oh! never canst thon cancel half her de

Eternity forbids thee to forget
With slow and searching glance upon

1 And Lara gazed on these, sedately glad,

face His brow belied him if his soul was sad; Grew Lara's eyes, but nothing there cou And his glance follow'd fast each fluttering

trace fair,

They knew, or chose to know—with dubio Whose steps of lightness woke no echo there:

look He lean'd against the lofty pillar nigh, He deign'd no answer, but his head he shoo With folded arms and long attentive eye, And half contemptuous turn'd to pass awa Nor mark'd a glance so sternly fix'd on his, But the stern stranger motion'd him to sta NII brook'd high Lara scrutiny like this: · A word !-1 charge thee stay, and answ At length he caught it, 'tis a face unknown,

here But seems as searching his, and his alone; To one, who, wert thou noble, were t Prying and dark, a stranger's by his mien,

peer, Whostill till now had gazed on him unseen; But as thou wast and art - nay, frown At length encountering meets the mutual

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