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The temple with eternal ice is crown'd, Whose milky top so far in clouds is drown'd; You'd think its shoulders in the heavens bound Not the warm rays of a meridian sun, Or the hot southern winds can melt it down. So fixt with ice and snows it did appear, That its aspiring top the globe might bear. Here conquering Caesar leads his joyful bands, And on the proudest cliff consid'ring stands.

The starry lights that heav'n's high convex crown'd The Pleiads, Hyads, and the northern beam, And great Orion's more refulgent beam, To which, around the cycle of the sky, The bear revolving, points his golden eye, Still shines exalted. And so forth. The Shield of Hercules displayed at its centre the polar constellation the Dragon. We read also that

"But for me, I would that I were gather'd to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods the wise man's word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown'd with worship and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire."

And this was the more probable by an unhappy Stroke these Crolians attempted to strike, but miscarry'd in at the very beginning of this Prince's Reign: for as they had always profest an aversion to this Prince on account of his Religion, as soon as their other King was dead, they set up one of his Natural Sons against this King, which the Solunarians had so joyfully Crown'd.

"The plume of war, with early chaplets crown'd The hero's laurel with the poet's bays."

The heart there, as here, will yearn for some blessed seat "Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea," and still, after your keel touches the strand of that alluring old world, you must buy your ticket and register your trunk for somewhere in particular.

Meanwhile his horse, for speed and form renown'd, Ranged o'er the plain with flowery herbage crown'd, Encumbering arms no more his sides opprest, No folding mail confined his ample chest, Gallant and free, he left the Champion's side, And cropp'd the mead, or sought the cooling tide; When lo! it chanced amid that woodland chase, A band of horsemen, rambling near the place, Saw, with surprise, superior game astray, And rushed at once to seize the noble prey; But, in the imminent struggle, two beneath His steel-clad hoofs received the stroke of death; One proved a sterner fate for downward borne, The mangled head was from the shoulders torn.

But it was true, as one sorrowing follower wrote, that "none shall dare his obsequies to sing In deserv'd measures, until time shall bring Truth crown'd with freedom, and from danger free, To sound his praises to posterity." Connecticut. Canvas measures 49-½ x 40-½ inches. From Alexander W. Weddell, Virginia Historical Portraiture. Bacon's death left the rebels without a leader.

"To the island valley of Avilion; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery billows crown'd with summer sea. You can climb to the highest cliff and look down to where the creek valley blends with the valley of the river, standing as did Sir Bedivere where he

To my deserted heart, by joy forgot; Thou pale, thou midnight spectre, haunt me not! Thou dost but point to where sublimely stands A glorious temple, reared by Virtue's hands, Circled with palms and laurels, crown'd with light, Darting Truth's piercing sun on mortal sight: Then rushing on, leagued fiends of hellish birth Level the mighty fabric with the earth!

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