We've Raleighs still for Raleigh's part, Beat on through Wellington. England, stand fast; let heart and hand be steady; Be thy first word thy last, -Ready, ay, ready! Men whisper'd that our arm was weak, But let the spear and sword draw near His island shore shall start once more England, stand fast; let heart and hand be steady; Be thy first word thy last, Ready, ay, ready! Enter LYSIS. Lys. Klydone, sir, Klydone [Stops. Myr. Comes she not? Tell her to make more speed, for I grow heavy. Lys. She comes; she bade them carry her; she's half dead. Myr. I am awake, I think. Say it again. Half dead? Lys. She took the poison at due time; She said 't was at due time by thine own count; She said thou shouldst have call'd her in an hour, And she was ready then: but 't was too long, More than an hour, and so she must go first That did but mean to follow thee afterwards. Olymn. Well, 't is her right. Is it a message, boy? Lys. She said it by gasps; then bade me, if she died, Tell it thee for her, and thou 'dst know and pardon. She is coming. Myr. She go first! Klydone die ! Olymnios, hast thou heard? - FREDERICK LOCKER Lys. Myr. sleep. Yes. 465 Throw the curtains back. Joy that's half too keen and true Oh the sweetness of the tears! Lost, comes not new. (One blossom for a hundred years.) Grief that 's fond, and dies not soon, Oh the pain of the delight! Loses Love's boon. |