And if, among the noiseless grasses, Death Should come behind and take away my breath, For I should pass, but all the world would be The light is flying; in the silver blue The young moon shines from her bright window through: The mowers are all gone, and I go too. THE FEAR OF DEATH. LAST night I woke and found between us drawn — And till day broke I listened for your breath. A PLEA. THE Preacher who hath fought a goodly fight, Of narrow Justice severing wrong from wrong, But thou, within whose veins a cooler blood The Graces have not given it to be good, VOL. X. -14 JAMES GRAHAM. JAMES GRAHAM, MARQUIS OF MONTROSE, was born at Edinburgh in 1612; died there on the scaffold, May 21, 1650. He at first served with the Covenanters against Charles I., afterwards he changed to the royal side. In 1650 he headed a royalist rising and was defeated, captured, and executed. If in the empire of thy heart, And dares to vie with me; But if no faithless action stain I'll deck and crown thy head with bays, |