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To rest, to be with her-till the great day | Yet haunting Julian, as her own rrproof Peal'd on us with that music which rights At some precipitance in her burial. all,

Then, when her own true spirit had re And raised us hand in hand.” And kneel- turn'd, ing there

“Oh yes, and you," she said, “and none Down in the dreadful dust that once was

but you. man,

For you have given me life and love again, Iust, as he said, that once was loving And none but you yourself shall tell him hearts,

of it, Ilearts that had beat with such a love as And you shall give me back when he re. mine

turns." Not such as mine, no, nor for such as “Stay then a little," answered Julian,

herIIe softly put his arm about her neck And keep yourself, none knowing, to yourAnd kissed her more than once, till help- self; less death

And I will do your will. I may not stay, And silence made him bold-nay, but I No, not an hour; but send me notice of wrong him,

him He reverenced his dear lady even in | When he returns, and then will I return, death;

And I will make a solemn offering of your But, placing his true hand upon her heart, To him you love." And faintly she re“() you warm heart," he moaned, "nut plieri, even death

“And I will do your will, and none shall Can chill you all at once:" then, starting, know."

thought Ilis dreams had come agnin. “Do I wake Not know? with such a secret to be or sleep?

known! Or am I made immortal, or my love But all their house was old and loved them Mortal once more?” It beat-the heart

both, -it beat :

And all the house had known the loves of Faint-but it beat: at which his own be- both; gan

Had died almost to serve them any way; To pulse with such a vehemence that it And all the land was waste and solitary: crowned

And then he rode away; but after this, The feebler motion underneath his hand. An hour or two), Camilla's travail came But when at last his doubts were satisfied, Upon her, and that day a boy was born, He raised her softly from the sepulchre, Heir of his face and land, to Lionel. And, wrapping her all over with the cliak He came in, and now striving fast, and now And thus our lonely lover rode away, Sitting awhile to rest, but evermore And pausing at a hostel in a marsh, Iding, his golden burden in his arms, There fever sized upon hin: myself was So bore her thro' the solitary land

then Back to the mother's house where she was Traveling that land, and meant to rest an burn.


And sitting down to such a base repast There the good mother's kindly minis- It makes me angry yet to speak of it, tering,

I heard a groaning overhead, and climbid With half a night's appliances, recallid The moulder'd stairs (for everything was ller fluttering life: she raised an eye that vile), ask'd

And in a loft, with none to wait on him, " Where?” till the things familiar to her Found, as it seem'), a skeleton alone,

Raving of dead men's dust and beating Had made a silent answer: then she hearts,

spoke: “Here! and how came I here?” and A dismal hostel in a dismal land, learning it

A fiat malarian world of reed and rush! (They told her somewhat rashly as I think) But there from fever and my care of him At once began to wander and to wail, Sprang up a friendship that may help us ** 1y, but you know that you must give me yet. back:

For while we roam'd along the dreary Send ! bid him come;” but Lionel was coast, away

And waited for her message, piece by piece Stung by his loss had vanished, none I learnt the drearier story of his life; knew where,

And, tho' he loved and honor'd Lionel, “IIe casts me out,” she wept, "and goes” Found that the sudden wail his lady made

Dwelt in his fancy, did he know her That seeming something, yet was nothing, worth, born

Her beauty even ? should he not be taught, Not from believing mind, but shatter'd Ev'n by the price that others set upon it, ncrve,

| The value of that jewel he had to guard


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Anddenly came her notice, and we past, Why need I tell you all ?-suffice to say I with our lover, to his native bay. That whatsoever such a house as his,

And his was old, has in it rare or fair This love is of the brain, the mind, the | Was brought before the guest : and they, soul:

the guests, That makes the sequel pure; tho' some of Wonder'd at some strange light in Julian's

eyes Beginning at the sequel know no more. (I told you that he had his golden hour), Not such am I: and yet I say, the bird And such a feast, ill suited as it seem'il That will not hear my call, however sweet, To such a time, to Lionel's loss and his, But if my neighbor whistle answers him- 'And that resolved self-exile from a land What matter? there are others in the He never would revisit, such a feast wood,

| So rich, so strange, and stranger ev'n than
Yet when I saw her (and I thought him rich-

But rich as for the nuptials of a king.
Tho' not with such a craziness as needs
A cell and keeper), those dark eyes of And stranger yet, at one end of the hall

Two great funereal curtains, looping
Oh! such dark eyes! and not her eyes down,

Parted a little ere they met the floor, But all from there to where she touch'd on About a picture of his lacly, taken earth

Some years before, and falling hid the For such a craziness as Julian's look'd

frame. No less than one divine apology.

And just above the parting was a lamp:

So the sweet figure foldei round with night
So sweetly anıl so mode-tly she came Secm'd stopping out of darkness with a
To greet us, her young heru in her arms! smile.,
" Kiss him," she said. "You gave me
life again.

Well then-our solemn feast-we ate
He, but for you, hall never seen it once. and crank,
His other father you! Kiss him, and And might-the wines being of such no

Forgive him, if his name be Julian too." Have jested also, but for Julian's eyes,

And something weird and wild about it Talk of lost hopes and broken heart! all : his own

What was it? for our lover seldom spoke. Sent such a flame into his face, I knew Scarce touch'd the meats ; but ever ani Some sudden vivid pleasure hit him there.

A priceless goblet with a priceless wine But he was all the more resolved to go, Arising, show'd he drank beyond his use; And sent at once to Lionel, praying him, And when the feast was near an end, hu By that great love they both had borne

said: the dead, To come and revel for one hour with him “ There is a custom in the Orient, Before he left the land for evermore;

And then to friends—they were not many I read of it in Persia-when a man
--who lived

Will honor those who feast with him, he
Scatteringly about that lonely land of his, brings
And bade thern to a banquet of farewells. And shows them whatsoever he accounts

Of all his treasures the most beautiful, And Julian made a solemn fcast: I Cold, jewels, arms, whatever it may be. never

This custom "Sat at a costlier; for all round his hall

Pauring here a moment, all From column on to column, as in a wood, The guests broke in upon him with meetNot such as here-an equatorial one,

ing hands Great garlanıls swung and blussonid; and i And cries about the banquet—" Beautibeneath,

ful! TIeirloors, and ancient miracles of Art, Who could desire more beauty at a Chalice and salver, wines that, llcaven feast?"

knows when, Hal suck'd the fire of some forgotten sun, The lover answer'd, “There is moro And kept it thru' a hundred years of than one gloom.

Here sitting who desires it. Laud mo Yet glowing in a heart of ruby-cups

Where nymph and god ran ever round in Before my time, but hear me to the close,

This custor steps yet further when the
Others of glass as costlysome with gerns guest
Movable and resettable at will,

Is loved and honored to the uttermost, And trebling all the rest in value-Ah For after he hath showr him sins of heavens!



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He brings and sets before him in rich | And bearing high in arms the mighty guise

babe, That which is thrice as beautiful as these, The younger Julian, who himself was The beauty that is dearest to his heart

crown'd O my heart's lord, would I could show With roses, none so rosy as himselfyou,' he says,

And over all her babe and her the jewels “Evin iny heart, too.' And I propose to-Of inany generations of his house night

Sparkled and flash'd, for he had decked To show you what is dearest to my heart, them out And my heart too,

As for a solemn sacrifice of love"But solve me first a doubt. So she came in :-I am long in telling it, I knew a man, nor many years ago : I never yet beheld a thing so strange, He had a faithful servant, one who loved Sad, sweet, and strange together-floated His master more than all on earth beside. He falling sick, and seeming close on While all the guests in mute amazement

death, His master would not wait until he died, And slowly pacing to the middle hall, But bade his menials bear him from the Before the board, there paused and stood, door,

her breast And leave him in the public way to die. Hard-heaving, and her eyes upon her feet, I knew another, not so long ago;

Not daring yet to glance at Lionel, Who found the dying servant, took him | But him she carried, him nor lights nor home,

feast And fed, and cherish'd him, and saved Dazed or amazed, nor eyes of men ; who his life.

cared I ask you now, should this first master Only to use his own, and staring wide claim

And hungering for the gilt and jeweld His service, whom does it belong to? him world Who thrust him out, or hiin who saved About him, look'd, as he is like to prove, his life!

When Julian goes, the lord of all he saw. This question, so flung down before the “My guests,” said Julian: "you are guests,

honor'd now And balanced either way by cach, at Ev'n to the uttermost: in her behold length

Of all my treasures the most beautiful, When soine were doubtful how the law Of all things upon earth the dearest to would holil,

me." Was handed over by consent of all Then waving us a sign to seat ourselves, To one who had not spoken, Lionel. Led his dear lady to a chair of state.

And I, by Lionel sitting, saw his face Fair speech was his, and delicate of Fire, and dead ashes and all fire again phrase.

Thrice in a second, felt him tremble too, And he beginning languidly-his loss And heard him muttering, “So like, 50 Weigh'd on him yet—but warming as he

like; went,

She never had a sister. I knew none. Glanced at the point of law, to pass it some cousin of his and hers-0 God, so by,

like 1" Affirining that as long as either lived, And then he suddenly ask'd her if she By all the laws of love and gratefulness,

were. The service of the one so saved was due She shook, and cast her eyes down, and All to the saver-adding, with a smile,

was dumb. The first for many weeks-asemi-smile And then some other question'd if she As at a strong cunclusion—" body and soul

From foreign lands, and still she did not And life and limbs, all his to work his speak. will."

Another, if the boy were hers: but she

To all their queries answer'd not a word, Then Julian made a secret sign to me Which made the amazement more, till one To bring Camilla down before them all. of them And crossing her own picture as she came, Said, shuddering, “Her spectre !” But And looking as much lovelier as herself

his friend Is lovelier than all others-on her head Replied, in half a whisper, “Not at least A diamond circlet, and from under this The spectre that will speak if spoken to, A veil, that seemed no more than gilded Terrible pity, if one so beautiful air,

Prove, as I almost dread to find her, Flying by each fine ear, an Eastern gauze dumb!" With seeds of gold-So, with that grace of hers,

But Julian, sitting by her, answer'd all : Slow-moving as a wave against the wind, “She is but dumb, because in her you That Alings å mist behind it in the sun



That faithful servaut whom we spoke : And tho' she seem so like the one you lost, allout,

Yet cast her not away so suddenly, Obeclient to her second master now; Lest there be none left here w bring her Which will not last. I have here to-night back: a guest

I leave this land forever.” Here he ceased. So bound to me by common love and lossWhat I shall I bind him more? in his be- Then taking his dear lady by one hand, half,

And bearing on one arm the noble babe, Shall I exceed the Persian, giving him He slowly brought them both to Lionel." That which of all things is the dearest to i And there the widower husband and dead me,

wife Not only showing ? and he hiniself pro- Rush'd each at each with a cry, that rather nounced

seemd That my rich gift is wholly mine to give. For some new death than for a life re

new'd; "Now all be dumb, and promise all of Whereat the very babe began to wail; you

At once they turn'd, and caught and Not to break in on what I say by word

brought hun in Or whisper, while I show you all iny heart." To their charm'd circle, and, half killing And then began the story of his love

him As here to-day, but not so wordily

With kisses, round him closed and claspt The passionate moment would not suffer again. that

But Lionel, when at last he freed himself Past thro' his visions to the burial; thence : From wife and child, and lifted up a face Down to this last strange hour in his own All over glowing with the sun of life, hall;

And love, and boundless thanks—the sight And then rose up, and with him all his of this guests

So frighted our good friend, that, turning Once more as by enchantment; all but he, Lionel, who fain had risen, but fell again, And saying, “It is over: let us go And sat as if in chains—to whom he said: . There were our

horses ready at the doors

We bade them no farewell, but mounting "Take my free gift, my cousin, for your these wife;

He past forever from his native land; And were it only for the giver's sake, And I with him, wy Julian, back to mine.

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