Thy flowering spring, thy summer's ardent strength, And pale concluding winter comes at last, Ah! whither now are fled Those dreams of greatness? those unsolid hopes All are now vanished? Virtue sole survives, His guide to happiness on high. And see! The great eternal scheme, Involving all, and in a perfect whole See now the cause Why unassuming worth in secret lived, In palaces, lay straining her low thought Ye good, distressed! Ye noble few! who here unbending stand A little part, deemed evil, is no more. FROM THOMSON. XC.-RUDIGER'S LAST BANQUET. O'ER a low couch the setting sun had thrown its latest ray, "They come around me here, and say, my days of life are o'er, That I shall mount my noble steed and lead my band no more; They come, and, to my beard, they dare to tell me now that I, Their own liege lord and master born, that I-ha! ha!-must die. "And what is death? I've dared him oft, before the Paynim spear; Think ye he's entered at my gate, has come to seek me here? I've met him,-faced him,-scorned him,-when the fight was raging hot; I'll try his might, I'll brave his power! defy, and fear him not! "Ho! sound the tocsin from my tower, and fire the culverin; Fast hurrying through the outer gate, the mailed retainers poured, board; While at its head, within his dark, carved, oaken chair of state, Armed cap-à-pie, stern Rudiger, with girded falchion, sate. "Fill every beaker up, my men! Pour forth the cheering wine! There's life and strength in every drop; thanksgiving to the vine! Are ye all there, my vassals true? mine eyes are waxing dim: Fill round, my tried and fearless ones, each goblet to the brim! Draw forth each trusty "Ye're there, but yet I see you not! sword, And let me hear your faithful steel clash once around my board! Bowl rang to bowl, steel clanged to steel, and rose a deafening cry, "But I defy him! let him come!" Down rang the massy cup, While from its sheath the ready blade came flashing half-way up; And, with the black and heavy plumes scarce trembling on his head, There, in his dark, carved, oaken chair, old Rudiger sat-dead! XCI.-JOHN DAY. JOHN DAY, he was the biggest man, With back too broad to be conceived The very horses knew his weight, And wished his box a Christmas-box, To come but once a year. The bar-maid of "The Crown" he loved, For, though he changed his horses there, He thought her fairest of all fares, And often, twelve outsides, among, One day, as she was sitting down He came and knelt, with all his fat, Said she, "my taste will never learn But still he stoutly urged his suit, In vain he wooed, in vain he sued; He fretted all the way to Stroud, At last, her coldness made him pine But still he loved like one resolved "O, Mary! view my wasted back, Alas! in vain he still assailed, Worn out, at last he made a vow, Now, some will talk in water's praise, And waste a deal of breath; But John, though he drank nothing else, Some say his spirit haunts the Crown; For, after riding all his life, His ghost objects to walk. FROM HOOD, XCII. THE WATCHMEN. SCENE I. CHARACTERS.-Dogberry and Verges, ignorant justices; and two watch men. Dogberry. ARE you good men and true? Verges. Yea, or else it were pity but they should suffer salvation, body and soul. Dogb. Nay, that were a punishment too good for them, if they should have any allegiance in them, being chosen for the prince's watch. Verg. Well, give them their charge, neighbor Dogberry. Dogb. First, who think you the most desartless man to be constable? 1st Watch. George Seacoal; for he can write and read. Dogb. Come hither, neighbor Seacoal. Heaven hath blessed you with a good name. To be a well-favored man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature. 2nd Watch. Both which, master constable, Dogb. You have. I knew it would be your answer. Well, for your favor, sir, why, give Heaven thanks, and make no boast of it; and for your writing and reading, let that appear when there is no need of such vanity. You are thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the watch, therefore bear you the lantern. This is your charge. You shall comprehend all vagrom men. You are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name. 2nd Watch. How if he will not stand? Dogb. Why, then, take no note of him, but let him go; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank Heaven you are rid of a knave. Verg. If he will not stand when he is bidden, he is none of the prince's subjects. Dogb. True, and they are to meddle with none but the prince's subjects. You shall also make no noise in the |