ARTHUR. Alas! what need you be so boist'rous rough; For Heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you HUBERT. Go, stand within; let me alone with him. ATTENDANT. I am best pleased to be from such a deed. ARTHUR. [Exeunt Attendant. Alas! then I have chid away my friend, Give life to yours. HUBERT. Come, boy, prepare yourself. ARTHUR. Is there no remedy? HUBERT. None, but to lose your eyes. ARTHUR, O heaven that there were but a mote in yours, Any annoyance in that precious sense; Then, feeling what small things are boist'rous there, Your vile intent must needs seem horrible. HUBERT. Is this your promise? Go to, hold your tongue. ARTHUR. Hubert, the utterance of a brace of tongues HUBERT. I can heat it, boy. ARTHUR. No, in good sooth, the fire is dead with grief, In undeserv'd extremes: see else yourself, The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out, HUBERT. But with my breath I can revive it, boy. ARTHUR. And if you do, you will but make it blush, That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends, HUBERT. Well, see to live! I will not touch thine eyes 1 Urge. ARTHUR. Oh, now you look like Hubert! All this while HUBERT. Peace, no more! Adieu, Your uncle must not know but you are dead : Silence no more. ARTIIUR. O Heaven, I thank you, Hubert! HUBERT. Go closely in with me, Much danger do I undergo for thee. From "King John," SHAKESPEARE. THE BARONS AT RUNNYMEDE. 1215. WITH what an awful grace those Barons stood, He hung-still pointing with stern hardihood, "He will not! Hush!" Low words, in solemn manner, Are murmured, and he signs. AUBREY DE VERE. THE BARD. 1277. Edward I. was, on very weak grounds, accused of having slaughtered the bards or poets in Wales, because they stirred up the national spirit of resistance. Several English histories copied this story, and Thomas Gray, writing in 1757, supposed the ode that follows to have been spoken by the last of these persecuted bards, prophesying the future history of the descendants of Edward. The innocence of Edward in the matter is quite proved, but the verses are so fine, and give such a grand sketch of the fortunes of our English kings, that they can never be forgotten. The strange, irregular, symbolical language in which the bard speaks |