That is, I suffer'd them-from slaves and nobles; But when they falter from the lips I love, The lips which have been press'd to mine, a chill In those for whom I have felt most, and makes me With thee, and wear no crowns but those of flowers. And dost thou feel this? I Why? Sar. Myr. Then thou wouldst know what thou canst never know. To think of aught save festivals. Thou hast not A slave, and wherefore should I dread my freedom? I love. Sar. And do not I? I love thee far-far more Than either the brief life or the wide realm, Which, it may be, are menaced; —yet I blench not. Myr. That means thou lovest nor thyself nor me; For he who loves another loves himself, Even for that other's sake. This is too rash : Kingdoms and lives are not to be so lost. [dared Sar. Lost!-why, who is the aspiring chief who Assume to win them? Myr. Who is he should dread To try so much? When he who is their ruler Frown not upon me: you have smiled Sar. Save me, my beauty! Thou art very fair, I have heard thee talk of as the favourite pastime Myr. I weep not. speak About my fathers or their land. chronism. Nor could Myrrha, at so early a period of her country's history, have spoken of their national hatred of kings, or of that which was equally the growth of a later age, their contempt for " barbarians."- HEBER.] Sar. Thou speakest of them. Yet oft Will overflow in words unconsciously; Sar. Myr. By teaching thee to save thyself, and not Myr. Alas! my lord, with common men To ward off worse oppression, their own passions. Ask of the gods thy fathers. Sar. They cannot answer; when the priests speak for them, "Tis for some small addition to the temple. Myr. Look to the annals of thine empire's founders. Myr. Preserve thine own. - 'Tis true! From the deep urgency with which the prince Sar. No, it must not be. Myr. For the sake of thy realm! Sar. Away! For that Of all thy faithful subjects, who will rally Sar. Myr. [counsel. Ay, or death to-night. Sar. Why let it come then unexpectedly Myr. Then thou wilt not yield, Pan. May the king live for ever! Pan. I am charged by Salemenes to 1 ["Who loved no gems so well as those of nature."-MS.] Boon which I ever ask'd Assyria's king. Sar. That's true, and were 't my kingdom, must be Pania, hence ! [Exit PANIA. I marvel at thee. What is thy motive, Myrrha, thus to urge me? Myr. Thy safety; and the certainty that nought 2 ["Wishing eternity to dust."-- I will not live degraded. Myr. Hadst thou felt Thus always, none would ever dare degrade thee. Dost thou suspect none? At least we 'll wear our fetters jocundly: If the Euphrates be forbid us, and The summer dwelling on its beauteous border, Ho! within there! [Exit SARDANAPALUS. Myr. (sola). Why do I love this man? country's daughters My Love none but heroes. But I have no country! In my own thoughts, by loving this soft stranger: He would tread down the barbarous crowds, and triumph. He loves me, and I love him; the slave loves If not, I have a means of freedom still, [There are two of Lord Byron's characteristic excellences, which he never leaves behind in his most fantastic expeditions, and which he has accordingly brought into his new domain of classic tragedy. One of these is his intense feeling of the loveliness of woman-his power, not only of picturing individual forms, but of infusing into the very atmosphere which surrounds them the spirit of beauty and of love. A soft roseate light is spread over them, which seems to sink into the soul. The other faculty to which we allude is his Taking his last look of Assyria's empire. How red he glares amongst those deepening clouds, comprehensive sympathy with the vastest objects in the material universe. There is scarcely any pure description of individual scenes in all his works; but the noblest allusions to the grandeurs of earth and heaven. He pays "no allegiance but to the elements." The moon, the stars, the ocean, the mountain desert, are endowed by him with new "speech and language," and send to the heart their mighty voices. He can interpret between us and the firmament, or give us all the sentiment of an everlasting solitude. - Anon.] Bel. And midst them, mark Yon earliest, and the brightest, which so quivers, As it would quit its place in the blue ether. Arb. Well? Bel. 'Tis thy natal ruler-thy birth planet. Arb. (touching his scabbard). My star is in this scabbard when it shines, : And yet it almost shames me, we shall have Degrades the very conqueror. To have pluck'd But to upraise my sword against this silkworm, Do not deem it; He has that in him which may make you strife yet; And were he all you think, his guards are hardy, And headed by the cool, stern Salemenes. Bel. (to Arb. aside). Hush! let him go his way. (Alternately to Bal.) Yes, Balea, thank the monarch, kiss the hem Of his imperial robe, and say, his slaves Bal. It was: the place, the hall of Nimrod. Lords, I humble me before you, and depart. [Exit BALEA. Arb. I like not this same sudden change of place; There is some mystery: wherefore should he change it? Bel. Doth he not change a thousand times a day? Sloth is of all things the most fanciful. And moves more parasangs in its intents Bel. And he loved his queen — And thrice a thousand harlotry besides— And he has loved all things by turns, except Wisdom and glory. Arb. Still I like it not. If he has changed-why, so must we: the attack Were easy in the isolated bower, Beset with drowsy guards and drunken courtiers: But in the hall of Nimrod But elsewhere than the palace. Sal. 'T is not the hour. Alone! foolish slave Sal What is there in thee that a prince should shrink from Of open force? We dread thy treason, not [venom Thy strength: thy tooth is nought without its The serpent's, not the lion's. Cut him down. Bel. (interposing). Arbaces! are you mad? Have I not render'd [justice. My sword? Then trust like me our sovereign's Arb. No-I will sooner trust the stars thou prat'st And this slight arm, and die a king at least Of my own breath and body—so far that None else shall chain them. Sal. (to the Guards). Take him not,- kill. Sal. [of, You hear him, and me. [The Guards attack ARBACES, who defends himself valiantly and dexterously till they waver. Is it even so; and must I do the hangman's office? Recreants! see you should fell a traitor. How Sal. Yes! and let the king confirm it. Sar. I parted not from this for such a purpose. Sal. You parted with it for your safety-I Employ'd it for the best. Pronounce in person. Here I am but your slave-a moment past I was your representative. Sar. Your swords. Then sheathe [ARBACES and SALEMENES return their swords to the scabbards. Sal. Mine's sheathed: I pray you sheathe not yours: "Tis the sole sceptre left you now with safety. Sar. A heavy one; the hilt, too, hurts my hand. (To a Guard.) Here, fellow, take thy weapon back. Well, sirs, What doth this mean? Bel. The prince must answer that. Sal. Truth upon my part, treason upon theirs. Sar. Treason-Arbaces! treachery and Beleses! That were an union I will not believe. Bel. Where is the proof? Sal. I'll answer that, if once The king demands your fellow-traitor's sword. Arb. (to Sal.). A sword which hath been drawn as oft as thine Against his foes. Sal. Sar. That is not possible: he dared not; noNo I'll not hear of such things. These vain bickerings Are spawn'd in courts by base intrigues, and baser Let him deliver up his weapon, and : - No, First Sar. Why, if I thought soBut no, it cannot be the Mede ArbacesThe trusty, rough, true soldier-the best captain Of all who discipline our nationsI'll not insult him thus, to bid him render The scimitar to me he never yielded Unto our enemies. Chief, keep your weapon. Sal. (delivering back the signet). Sar. back your signet. Monarch, take No, retain it; Sire, But use it with more moderation. Sal. |