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the most solid foundations of unlawful authority, Men admire it, and dread it, and tremble before it , till the instant it is no more. Ic finks beneath its oyn weight, and nothing can raise it up again ; because it hath with its own hands destroyed the true supports of probity and justice , which beget love and confidence.

The leaders of the army assembled the next day to grans the Daunians a king, and every one was delighted to see the two camps blended together by lo unexpected a friendship, and the two armies which were now become but one. The sage Nestor was noc in a condition to be present at this council, because his grief and age had withered his heart , as a shower beats down and causes a flower to languish in the evening , wbich in the morning, while Aurora was rising , was the glory and ornament of the verdant fields. His eyes were become inexhaustible founcains of tears. Balmy seep, which fooths the acuteft pains , fed far away froin chem; and hope, the food of the human heart, was extinguished in him, All aliments were bitter to this unfortunate old man. The light was odious to him ; his soul desired only to quit his body, and to plunge into the eternal night of Pluto's empire. In vain was all the discourse of his friends; bis drooping hcart loathed their friends ship, as a sick man loaths the most delicate food : To all the most affecting things which could be said to him, he only replied by groans and sighs, He now and then was heard to say, O Pisistracus! Pisi, ftratus! Pisistracus! my fon! chou callest me, I come. Thou, Pisistracus, wilt render deach a pleasure to me. O my dear fon ! the only blessing I crave, is to see thee again on the Stygian shore. And then would he pass whole hours without speaking a word, sighing , and lifting up his hands and tearful eyes to heaven.

Mean while the assembled princes were waiting for Telemachus , who remained with Pifftratus's body, strewing a profusion of flowers, and the most exquisite perfumes upon it, and shedding the bittereft scars. My dear companion ! laid he, I shall never

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n'oublierai jamais de t'avoir vu à Pylos de t'avoir suivi à Sparte, de t'avoir retrouvé sur les bords de la grande Hespérie. Je te dois mille & mille soins ; je t'aimois, tu m'aimois aussi. J'ai connu ta valeur , elle auroit surpassé celle de plusieurs Grecs fameux. Hélas! elle t'a fair mourir avec gloire ; mais elle a dérobé au monde une pertu naissance qui eût égalé celle de ton pere. Oui, ta sagesse & ton éloquence dans un âge mûr , auroient été femblables à celles de ce vieillard , l'admiration de coure la Grece. Tu ayois déjà cette douce insinuation, à laquelle on ne peut résister quand il parle ; cette maniere naive de raconter ; cette sage modération , qui est un charme pour appaiser les esprits irrités ; cetre autorité qui vient de la prudence & de la force des bons conseils. Quand tu parlois, tous prêtoient l'oreille, tous étoient pré

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comme la rosée sur l'herbe naissance. Hélas ! tant de biens que nous possédions il y a quelques beures , vous sont enlevés pour jamais ! Pisistrare , que j'embrassai ce matin, n'est plus ; il ne nous en reste qu'un douloureux souvenir. Au moins si tu avois fermé les yeux de Nestor , & non pas que nous eura lions fermé les tiens , il ne verroit pas tout ce qu'il voit ; & il ne seroit pas le plus malheureux de tous

Après ces paroles, Télémaque fic laver la plaie fanglante qui étoit dans le côté de Pisistrate. Il le fic étendre sur un lic de pourpre, où la tête penchée avec la pâleur de la mort, il ressembloit à un jeune arbre qui ayant couvert la terre de son ombre , & poussé vers le ciel fes rameaux fleuris, a été entamé par le tranchant de la coignée d'un bucheron. Il ne tient plus à sa racine ni à la terre , mere féconde qui nourrie ses tiges dans son sein : il languit, sa verdure s'efface ; il ne peut plus' se soutenir , il tombe ; ses rameaux qui cachoient le ciel, traînent, sur la poussiere, flétris , & desséchés ; il n'est plus qu'un tronc abattu & dépouillé de toutes ses graces. Ainsi Filistrate en

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forget my seeing thee at Pylos; my going with thee to Sparta , and my finding thee again on the coast of che great Hesperia. I am thy debtor for a thoufand and a thousand good offices ; I loved thee , thou lovedit me also : I knew thy valour ; it would have furpast that of several famous Greeks. Alas! it has occafioned thee a glorious death but then it has robbed the world of a blooming virtue which would have equalled that of thy father. Yes, thy wisdom and eloquence would, when matured by age , have been, like that senior's, the admiration of all Greece. Thou didst already possess that sweer insinuation, which whenever he speaks , is irresistible; that simple manner of narration; that sage moderation, which is a charm to sooth the irritated mind; that authority which arises from wisdom and the force of good counsels. When thou spokest, every one lent an ear, every one was prepossessed in thy favour , every ona wished to find thee in the right; thy plain , thy uns adorned words ftre as gently into the heart as dews defcend on the springing grass. Alas ! how many blessings which we enjoyed a few hours since , ravished from us for ever! Pisistratus, whom I ema braced in the morning, is now no more nothing but a sad remembrance of him is left us. Ah ! hadit thou closed Nestor's eyes , and not we thine , he would not then have seen what he now sees, nor have been the most wretched of fachers.

This said , Telemachus ordered the gory wound in Pisistratus's side to be washed, and caused him to be laid on a purple bed : Where, with his head reclined and pale as death, he resembles a young tree, which having, covered the earth with its shade, and shot its flourishing branchies to heaven is wounded by the keen axe of the woodman ; and having no longer any hold of its roots, or the earth, thar fruitful mother which nourishes her plants in her bosom, it droops and loses its verdure ; it can no longer support itself, it falls i irs branches, which used to hide the heavens are faded, withered, dragged in the dust ; it is now buc a mere trunk, cut down and despoiled of all its ho; Tom. II, M

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proie à la mort écoic déjà emporté par ceux qui de, voient la mettre dans le bûcher fatal. Déjà la flamme moncoit vers le ciel. Une troupe de Pyliens , les yeux baissés & pleins de larmes, leurs armes renversées, le conduisoient lentement. Le corps est bientôt brûlé, les cendres sont mises dans une urne d'or , & Télémaque, qui prend soin de tout , confie cette urne comme un grand trésor à Callimaque , qui avoit été le gouverneur de Pisistrate. Gardez, lui dit-il, ces cendres, tristes, inais précieux restes de celui que vous avez aimé. Gardez-les pour son pere; mais attendez à les lui donner quand il aura assez de force pour les des mander : ce qui irrite la douleur en un temps, l'a doucis en un autre.

Ensuire Télémaque entra dans l'assemblée des rois ligués , où dès qu'on l'apperçue , chacun garda le fis lence pour l'écouter. Il en rougit , & on ne pour voit le faire parler. Les louanges qu'on lui donna par des acclamaçions publiques sur tout ce qu'il venoic de faire augmenterent sa honte ; il auroit voulu pouvoir se cacher. Ce fut la premiere fois qu'il paruç embarrassé & incertain. Enfin il demanda comme une grâce , qu'on ne lui donnât plus aucune louange. Ce n'est pas ,

dit - il, que je ne les aime, surtout quand elles sont données par de fi bons juges de la vertu : mais . c'est que je crains de les aimer trop ; elles corrompenç les hommes, elles les rem. plissent d'eux-mêmes, elles les rendene vains & prélomptueux ; il faut les mériter & les fuir. Les meilleures louanges ressemblent aux fausses. Les plus méchans de tous les hommes, qui sont les cyrans , song ceux qui se font le plus loyer par des flatreurs. Quel plaisir y a-t-il à être loué comme eux ? Les bonnes louanges sont celles que vous me donnerez en mon absence, si je suis assez heureux pour en mériter. Si yous me croyez véritablement bon, vous devez croire aussi que je veux être modeste , & craindre la vanité. Epargnez-moi donc, si vous m'estimez, & ne me louez pas comme un homme amoureux de Jouanges,

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hours. Thus Pififtratus, a prey to death, was now borne away by those who were to lay him on the fatal Pyre. The flames already mount to heaven. A band of Pylians with downcast streaming eyes, with arms reversed, and gentle steps attended. The body is quickly burnt, and the ashes are put into a golden urn, which' Telemachus, who takes care of the whole ceremony, commirs as a great treasure co Callimachus, who had been Pisistratus's governor. Keep there ashes, said he, the sad but precious remains of him whom you loved, keep them for his father ; but do not present them unto him till he has fortitude enougla to ask for them : Whar provokes forrow at one time, alleviares it at another.

Telemachos afterwards went into the assembly of the confederate kings, where every one, as soon as he faw him , was filent in order to hear him. He blushed, and could not be prevailed on to speak. The praises which were beitowed upon him by publick acclama. tions, on account of his late actions, increased his confusion, and he wished that it had been in his

power to hide himself. This was the first time he ever appeared .confounded and dubious. Ac lengch he asked it as à favour, that they would not commend him any more. Nor, said he , that I do not love praise, elpecially when it is bestowed by such good judges of wirrue ; but because I am apprehensive of being too fond of it ; ic corrupts mankind, it makes them - full of themselves, and renders them vain and presumptuous ; We should deferve and shun it. There is a resemblance between the justest and most groundless praises ; and tyrants, the most wicked of all men , are those who cause themselves to be praised the most by Aatrerers. What pleasure is there in being commended like them ? Valuable praise is that which you will give me in my absence , if I am happy enough to deserve it. If you think me really virtuous, you must alfo think me modest and apprehensive of vanity. Sparé me therefore if you esteem me, and do not pra:fe as if I were enamoured of applause. Telemachas having fpoken thus, made no reply to

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