There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our


And dark Mayenne ? was in the midst, a truncheon in his

hand :

And as we look'd on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled

flood, And good Coligni's 3 hoary hair, all dabbled with his blood; And we cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre. The King is come to marshal us, in all his armour drest, And he has bound a snow-white plume upon his gallant crest. He look'd upon his people, and a tear was in his eye ; He look'd upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and

high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolld from wing to

wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout, “ God save our lord

the King." “ And if my standard-bearer fall

, as fall full well he may, For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray, Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks

of war;

And be your oriflamme 4 to-day, the helmet of Navarre.”
Hurrah! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled din,
Of fife, and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring cul-

verin. 5 The fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andre's 6 plain, With all the hireling chivalry of Gueldres and Almayne.?

ders, the leader of the Flemish' leaders of the Protestant party. He cavalry. Flanders at this time was was barbarously murdered on Barthounder the dominion of Philip II., lomew's Eve, 1572. king of Spain. Egmont had brought 4 Oriflamme (golden flame), from the Low Countries, shortly red taffeta banner, cut into three before the battle, considerable rein- points, each adorned with a green forcements to Mayenne.

silk tassel.”. It was always displayed | Lorraine, the family of Guise. in the crisis of the battle. The second son of the Duke of Lor- 5 Culverin, a long slender piece of raine was the first Duke of Guise. ordnance, intended to carry a ball of He was made so by Francis I., king about sixteen pounds to a great disof France.

tance, requiring a charge of about. Mayenne, the brother of Henry, sixteen pounds of powder." the third Duke of Guise, who had 6 The name of the battle-field. been assassinated by orders of Henry 7 Guelders, Flanders : here the III.

support of the Catholic powers, espe3 Coligni was admiral of France, 'cially Spain and Austria, is meant. and one of the most famous of the Almayne, Germany.

“Now, by the lips of those you love, fair gentlemen of France,
Charge for the golden lilies! upon them with the lance!”
A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest,
A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white

crest. And in they burst, and on they rush'd, while, like a guiding

star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Now God be praised! the day is ours : Mayenne hath turn'd

his rein D’Aumale' hath cried for quarter the Flemish 2 Count is

slain : Their ranks are breaking, like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven

mail. And then we thought on vengeance; and, all along our van, “ Remember Saint Bartholomew !”3 was pass'd from man to


But out spake gentle Henry, “ No Frenchman is my foe;
Down, down, with every foreigner; but let your brethren go!"
Oh! was there ever such a knight, in friendship or in war,
As our sovereign lord, King Henry, the soldier of Navarre!
Ho! maidens of Vienna! Ho! matrons of Lucerne! 4
Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall

return. Ho! Philip 5, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spear

men's souls !

1 D’Aumale, the brother of May- himself in a tower, and fired upon enne and governor of Paris.

those fugitives that attempted to Flemish Count, Count Egmont, escape across the river Seine. Hence the commander of the Flemish troops, the allusion to “ Seine's empurpled which had been sent by Philip II. of flood.” The massacre lasted for eight Spain.

days and nights. 3 St. Bartholomew. On the night 4 The sisters, wives, &c., of the of 24th August, 1572, there was a German and Swiss soldiers are here general massacre in Paris of the Pro- meant. Vienna, the capital of Austestants by the Roman Catholics. tria; Lucerne, a canton and town in The tocsin was sounded at two in the Switzerland. morning. The royalists broke into $ Philip II. of Spain, who powerthe houses of the Hugonots, and fully assisted the Roman Catholics of massacred them without distinction France. of age or sex. The same horrors 6 Pistole, a gold coin Mexico, were enacted simultaneously in seve- noted for its gold, at this time beral of the provinces. Charles, the longed "o Spain. king, armed with a gun, stationed

Ho! gallant nobles of the League, look that your arms be

bright! Ho! burghers of Saint Geneviève ', keep watch and ward to

night! For our God hath crush'd the tyrant, our God hath raised

the slave, And mock'd the counsel of the wise, and the valour of the

brave. Then glory to His holy name, from whom all glories are ; And glory to our sovereign lord, King Henry of Navarre.



lan-guid, faint

langueo. emr-i-nent-ly, highly cir-cled, surrounded circus. el-o-quent, speaking in'-cense, perfume made of

ben/-i-sons, blessings sweet spices

incensum. tori-por, numbness aisles, passages in church aile. barb, a Barbary horse mal-tron, a married woman mater. se-lect/-ed, chose lin'-e-age, race

lignage. fil-bres, threads port, carriage; mien

porto. sym'-bol, sign; type

emineo. loquor. bénir. torpeo.

lectum, fibra. syn, ballo

“ Room for the leper! Room !” And as he came,

The cry pass'd on “ Room for the leper! Room!"
Sunrise was slanting on the city gates
Rosy and beautiful, and from the hills
The early-risen poor were coming in,
Duly and cheerfully, to their toil, and up
Rose the sharp hammer's click, and the far hum
Of moving wheels and multitudes astir,
And all that in a city murmur swells,
Unheard but by the watcher's weary ear,
Aching with night's dull silence, or the sick
Hailing the welcome light, and sounds that chase
The death-like images of the dark away.

i Paris, St. Geneviève being the patron saint of the city. The citizens were warm partisans of the Guises.

“ Room for the leper!” And aside they stood,
Matron, and child, and pitiless manhood—all
Who met him on his way--and let him pass.
And onward through the open gate he came,
A leper, with the ashes on his brow,
Sackcloth about his loins, and on his lip
A covering, stepping painfully and slow,
And with a difficult utterance like one
Whose heart is with an iron nerve put down,
Crying " Unclean ! Unclean ! ”I

'Twas now the depth
Of the Judæan Summer, and the leaves,
Whose shadow lay so still upon the path,
Had budded on the clear and flashing eye
Of Judah's loftiest noble. He was young,
And eminently beautiful, and life
Mantled in eloquent fulness on his lip,
And sparkled in his glance; and in his mien
There was a gracious pride that every eye
Follow'd with benisons--and this was he!
With the soft air of summer there had come
A torpor on his frame, which not the speed
Of his best barb, nor music, nor the blast
Of the bold huntsman's horn, nor aught that stirs
The spirit to its bent, might drive away.
The blood beat not as wont within his veins ;
Dimness crept o'er his eye; a drowsy sloth .
Fetter'd his limbs like palsy, and his port,
With all his loftiness, seem'd struck with eld.
Even his voice was changed -a languid moan
Taking the place of the clear, silver key;
And brain and sense grew faint, as if the light,
And very air, were steep'd in sluggishness.
He strove with it awhile as manhood will,
Ever too proud for weakness, till the rein
Slackend within his grasp, and in its poise
The arrowy jereed like an aspen shook.
Day after day he lay as if in sleep ;
His skin grew dry and bloodless, and white scales,

| “And the leper in whom the covering upon his upper lip, and shall plague is, his clothes shall be rent, cry, Unclean, unclean." Lev. xiii. and his head bare, and he shall put a 45.

Circled with livid purple, cover'd him.
And then his nails grew black, and fell away
From the dull flesh about them, and the hues
Deepen'd beneath the hard, unmoisten'd scales,
And from their edges grew the rank white hair,
And Helon was a leper !

Day was breaking
When at the altar of the temple stood
The holy priest of God. The incense lamp
Burn'd with a struggling light, and a low chant
Swelld through the hollow arches of the roof
Like an articulate wail, and there alone,
Wasted to ghastly thinness, Helon knelt.2
The echoes of the melancholy strain
Died in the distant aisles, and he rose up,
Struggling with weakness, and bow'd down his head
Unto the sprinkled ashes, and put off
His costly raiment for the leper's garb,
And with the sackloth round him, and his lip
Hid in a loathsome covering, stood still,
Waiting to hear his doom :-

Depart! depart, O child
Of Israel, from the temple of thy God;
For He has smote thee with his chastening rod,

And to the desert wild,
From all thou lovest, away thy feet must flee,
That from thy plague His people may be free.

Depart! and come not near
The busy mart, the crowded city, more ;
Nor set thy foot a human threshold o’er3,

And stay thou not to hear
Voices that call thee in the way; and fly
From all who in the wilderness pass by.

| " And when the hair in the shall be brought unto Aaron the plague is turned white, and the plague priest, or unto one of his sons the in sight be deeper than the skin of priests." Lev. xiii. 2. his flesh, it is a plague of leprosy; 3 “ All the days wherein the and the priest shall pronounce him plague shall be in him he shall be unclean." Lev. xiii. 3.

defiled; he is unclean; he shall dwell 2 « When a man shall have in the alone : without the camp shall his skin of his flesh a rising, or a bright habitation be.". - Lev. xiii. 46. See spot, and it be in the skin of his flesh also Numb. v. 2. like the plague of leprosy, then he

« ElőzőTovább »