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They, more forgiving than mankind, and distinguishing not between the children of darkness and the children of light they at least treated him with gentleness. Was he, then, a being so accurs'd? Involuntarily, he bent over a branch of red roses, and took them softly between his hands those murderous, bloody hands! But the red roses neither wither'd nor smell'd less fragiant.
"The Niobe of nations! there she stands, Childless, and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago: The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers; dost thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress.
"...Sate in state, throned on her hundred isles! * She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance." He calls Rome "The Niobe of nations! there she stands. Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd hands, Whose holy dust was scattered long ago."
Hark! hear ye not that murmur, that hush and hollow roar, As when to the south-wester bow the pines upon the shore; And that low crackling intermix'd, like wither'd twig that breaks, When in the midnight greenwood the startled squirrel wakes! Lo, how the fire comes roaring on, like a host in war array!
I like not to give them, and it is said, "Love is wither'd by the withered lip"; and that, "On bones become too prominent he'll trip." Yet put the case, that my kisses I shower them not, Allah the All-seeing is my witness! and they be given daintily as 'twere to the leaf of a nettle, or over-hot pilau.
But in time, having cover'd the dead baronet's body with sprays of the wither'd bracken, I drew her to a little distance and prevail'd on her to nibble a crust of the loaf. Now, all this while, it must be remembered, I was in my shirt sleeves, and the weather bitter cold. Which at length her sorrow allow'd her to notice.
These were not the acts of an effeminate kingdom. In the language of Wordsworth we may say "All power was giv'n her in the dreadful trance; Infidel kings she wither'd like a flame."
In sweeping away the old philosophies and religions, he is at his best as a scorner, but he has "the scorn of scorn" and some of "the love of love" which, Tennyson declares, is the poet's dower. His lament for the Greek paganism runs: And when at length, "Great Pan is dead" uprose the loud and dolorous cry, A glamour wither'd on the ground, a splendor faded in the sky.
No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. Collins. It is rare indeed that the philosophy of a dignified Indian is so far disturbed, as to destroy the appearance of equanimity.
You everlasting Grievance of the Boxes, You wither'd Ruins of stum'd Wine and Poxes; What strange Green-sickness do you hope in Women Should make 'em love old Fools in new Point Linen? The Race of Life you run off-hand too fast, Your fiery Metal is too hot to last; Your Fevers come so thick, your Claps so plenty, Most of you are threescore at five and twenty.
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