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rt alone ' Hear'st of the deed that chanced on yonder shore! 'These eyes that saw, my brother, share the guilt. ' Not Caesar wrought his death, nor any chief ' Worthy to cause the ruin of our sire. ' He fell by order of that shameful king ' Who rules o'er Nilus; trusting to the gods ' Who shield the guest, and to his princely boon ' Of yore-a victim for the realm he gave. ' I saw them pierce our noble father's breast; ' Yet deeming not the petty Pharian prince ' So fell a deed would dare, on Egypt's strand ' I thought great Caesar stood. But worse than all, ' Worse than the wounds which gaped upon his frame ' Struck me with horror to the inmost heart, ' Our murdered father's head, shorn from the trunk ' And borne aloft on javelin; this sight, ' As rumour said, the cruel victor asked ' To feast his eyes, and prove the bloody deed. ' For whether ravenous birds and Pharian dogs ' Have torn his corse asunder, or a fire ' Consumed it, which with stealthy flame arose, ' I know not. For the
bs 'Of Magnus, and avenge him with the blood 'Of that unmanly tyrant. Shall I spare Great Alexander's fort, nor sack the shrine And plunge his body in the tideless marsh? Nor drag Amasis from the Pyramids, 'And all their ancient kings, to swim the Nile? 'Torn from his tomb, that god of all mankind 'Isis, unburied, shall avenge thy shade; And veiled Osiris shall I hurl abroad 'And sacred Apis;See Book VIII., line 545. and with these their gods 'I'll light a furnace that shall burn the head 'They held in insult. Thus their land shall pay 'Atonement to the shade of Magnus dead. No husbandman shall live to till the fields Nor reap the benefit of brimming Nile. 'Thou only, Father, gods and men alike 'Fallen and perished, shalt possess the land.' Such were the words he spake; and soon the fleet Had dared the angry deep: but Cato's voice While praising, calmed the youthful chieftain's rage. Meanwhile, when Magnus' fate was known, the air Sounded with lamentations which the shore Re-echoed; n
Cato (New York, United States) (search for this): book 9, card 117
shade; And veiled Osiris shall I hurl abroad 'And sacred Apis;See Book VIII., line 545. and with these their gods 'I'll light a furnace that shall burn the head 'They held in insult. Thus their land shall pay 'Atonement to the shade of Magnus dead. No husbandman shall live to till the fields Nor reap the benefit of brimming Nile. 'Thou only, Father, gods and men alike 'Fallen and perished, shalt possess the land.' Such were the words he spake; and soon the fleet Had dared the angry deep: but Cato's voice While praising, calmed the youthful chieftain's rage. Meanwhile, when Magnus' fate was known, the air Sounded with lamentations which the shore Re-echoed; never through the ages past, By history recorded, was it known That thus a people mourned their ruler's death. Yet more, when worn with tears, her pallid cheek Veiled by her loosened tresses, from the ship Cornelia came, they wept and beat the breast. Soon as she stood upon the friendly land, Ill-fated Magnus' spoils, his arms of pr
Cyprus (Cyprus) (search for this): book 9, card 117
First reached they Cyprus on the foamy brine; Then as the eastern breeze more gently held The favouring deep, they touched the Libyan shore Where stood the camp of Cato. Sad as one Who deep in fear presages ills to come, Cnaeus beheld his brother and his band Of patriot comrades. Swift into the wave He leaped and cried, ' Where, brother, is our sire? ' Still stands our country mistress of the world, ' Or are we fallen, Rome with Magnus' death ' Rapt to the shades? ' Thus he: but Sextus said ' Oh happy thou who by report alone ' Hear'st of the deed that chanced on yonder shore! 'These eyes that saw, my brother, share the guilt. ' Not Caesar wrought his death, nor any chief ' Worthy to cause the ruin of our sire. ' He fell by order of that shameful king ' Who rules o'er Nilus; trusting to the gods ' Who shield the guest, and to his princely boon ' Of yore-a victim for the realm he gave. ' I saw them pierce our noble father's breast; ' Yet deeming not the petty Pharian prince ' So fell