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Updated: April 30, 2025
He'd won her heart, but still she fled, And laugh'd and mock'd from dell and peak While his sad heart, that inward bled, Was fit to break! Where the bright waters lead adown The moss-green rocks and flags among, He paused and on his brow a frown Darkly hung! A shriek came down the peaceful vale, Full soon the maid was at his side, Her ringlets flowing, and cheeks all pale, A willing bride!
>From Schiller's poem "Cassandra": "And men my prophet wail deride! The solemn sorrow dies in scorn; And lonely in the waste, I hide The tortured heart that would forewarn. Amid the happy, unregarded, Mock'd by their fearful joy, I trod; Oh, dark to me the lot awarded, Thou evil Pythian God!
And so at that time Sir Launcelot had the greatest name of any knight of the world, and most was he honored of high and low. "For thus it chanced one morn when all the court, Green-suited, but with plumes that mock'd the May, Had been, their wont, a-maying" Guinevere.
And when it chanced That pauses of deep silence mock'd his skill, Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
This is he who was mock'd and beat, Spit on, and crown'd with thorns; Who for us had a bloody sweat, Whose heart was broke with scorns. 38. 'Tis he who stands so much our friend, As shortly we shall see, With open face, world without end, And in his presence be. 39.
Again, we find the author of these manuscript readings scrupulously leaving a mark of the antiquity of his work, which we must regard as a mark of its genuineness. "Who would be so mock'd with glory, or to live."
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