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This should have been a noble creature: he
Hath all the energy which would have made

A goodly frame of glorious elements,
Had they been wisely mingled; as it is,
It is an awful chaos-light and darkness-

And mind and dust—and passions and pure thoughts,
Mix'd and contending without end or order,
All dormant or destructive: he will perish,
And yet he must not; I will try once more,
For such are worth redemption; and my duty
Is to dare all things for a righteous end.
I'll follow him-but cautiously, though surely.
[Exit ABBOT.

SCENE II

Another Chamber.

MANFRED AND HERMAN.

HERMAN.

My Lord, you bade me wait on you at sunset:
He sinks behind the mountain.

I will look on him.

MANFRED.

Doth he so?

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Of features or of form, but mind and habits
Count Sigismund was proud,-but gay and free,-
A warrior and a reveller; he dwelt not
With books and solitude, nor made the night
A gloomy vigil, but a festal time,

[MANFRED advances to the window of the Hall. Merrier than day; he did not walk the rocks
Glorious orb! the idol

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Of early nature, and the vigorous race
Of undiseased mankind, the giant sons
Of the embrace of angels, with a sex
More beautiful than they, which did draw down
The erring spirits who can ne'er return--
Most glorious orb! that wert a worship, ere
The mystery of thy making was reveal'd!
Thou earliest minister of the Almighty,
Which gladden'd, on their mountain tops, the hearts
Of the Chaldean shepherds, till they pour'd
Themselves in orisons! Thou material god!
And representative of the Unknown-

Who chose thee for his shadow! Thou chief star
Centre of many stars! which mak'st our earth
Endurable, and temperest the hues

And hearts of all who walk within thy rays!
Sire of the seasons! Monarch of the climes,
'And those who dwell in them! for near or far,
Our inborn spirits have a tint of thee,
Even as our outward aspects;-thou dost rise,
And shine, and set in glory. Fare thee well!
I ne'er shall see thee more. As my first glance
Of love and wonder was for thee, then take
My latest look: thou wilt not beam on one
To whom the gifts of life and warmth have been
Of a more fatal nature. He is gone:
J follow

And forests like a wolf, nor turn aside
From men and their delights.

HERMAN,

Beshrew the hour,
But those were jocund times! I would that such
Would visit the old walls again; they look
As if they had forgotten them.

MANUEL.

These walls
Must change their chieftain first. Oh! I have seen
Some strange things in them, Herman.

• HERMAN.

Come, be friendly

Relate me some to while away our watch:
I've heard thee darkly speak of an event
Which happen'd hereabouts, by this same tower.

MANUEL.

That was a night indeed; I do remember 'Twas twilight as it may be now, and such Another evening:-yon red cloud, which rests On Eigher's pinnacle, so restedˇtnen, So like that it might be the same: the wind Was faint and gusty, and the maintain snows Began to glitter with the climbing moon: Count Manfred was, as now, within his tower,— How occupied, we knew not, but with him The sole companion of his wanderings [Exit MANFRED. And watchings-her, whom of a" earthly thing❤

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Within a bow-shot-where the Cæsars dwelt,
And dwell the tuneless birds of night, amidst
A grove which springs through levell'd battlements
And twines its roots with the imperial hearths,
Ivy usurps the laurel's place of growth ;-
But the gladiator's bloody Circus stands,
A noble wreck in ruinous perfection!

While Cæsar's chambers, and the Augustan hall3,
Grovel on earth in indistinct decay.—

And thou didst shine, thou rolling moon, upon
All this, and cast a wide and tender light,
Which soften'd down the hoar austerity
Of rugged desolation, and fill'd up,

As 't were anew, the gaps of centuries:
Leaving that beautiful which still was so,
And making that which was not, till the place
Became religion, and the heart ran o'er
With silent worship of the great of old!
The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule
Our spirits from their urns.-

'T was such a night! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest flight Even at the moment when they should array Themselves in pensive order.

Enter the ABBOT.

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I stood within the Coliseum's wall
'Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome;
The trees which grew along the broken arches
Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars
Shone through the rents of ruin; from afar
The watch-dog bay'd beyond the Tiber; and
More near from out the Cæsar's palace came
The owl's long cry, and, interruptedly,
Of distant sentinels the fitful song
Begun and died upon the gentle wind.
Some cypresses beyond the time-worn breach
Appear'd to skirt the horizon, vet thev stood

ABBOT.

Thou dost not mean to menace me?

MANFRED.

I simply tell thee peril is at hand, And would preserve thee.

Not I;

ABBOT.

What dost mean?

MANFRED.

Look there

What dost thou see?

АВВОТ.

Nothing.

MANFRED.

Look there, I say,

And stedfastly;-now tell me what thou seest?

ABBOT.

That which should shake me,-but I fear it not-
I see a dusk and awful figure rise ›
Like an infernal god from out the earth
His face wrapt in a mantle, and his form
Robed as with angry clouds; he stands between
Thyself and me-but I do fear him not.

MANFRED.

Thou hast no cause-he shall not harm thee-bu
His sight may shock thine old limbs into palsy.
I say to thee-Retire '

ABBOT.

And I reply

Never-till I have battled with this fiend

What doth he here?

MANFRED.

Why-ay-what doth he here? I did not send for him,—he is unbidden.

ABBOT.

Alas! lost mortal! what with guests like these
Hast thou to do? I tremble for thy sake.
Why doth he gaze on thee, and thou on him?
Ah! he unveils his aspect; on his brow
The thunder-scars are graven; from his eye
Glares forth the immortality of hell-
Avaunt!

MANFREL

Pronounce-what is thy mission?

SPIRIT.

ABBOT.

MANFRED.

Thou false fiend, thou liest ▾
My life is in its last hour,—that I know,
Nor would redeem a moment of that hour;
I do not combat against death, but thee
And thy surrounding angels: my past power
Was purchased by no compact with thy crew,
But by superior science-penance-daring-
And length of watching-strength of mind-and skıl!
In knowledge of our fathers-when the earth
Saw men and spirits walking side by side,

And
gave ye no supremacy: I stand
Upon my strength-I do defy-deny-
Spurn back, and scorn ye!-

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Come!

What art thou, unknown being? answer!—speak!

SPIRIT.

The genius of this mortal.-Come! 'tis time.

MANFRED.

am prepared for all things, but deny

What are they to such as thee?
Must crimes be punish'd but by other crimes,
And greater criminals?-Back to thy hell!
Thou hast no power upon me, that I feel
Thou never shalt possess me, that I know:
What I have done is done; I bear within
A torture which could nothing gain from thine:

The power which summons me. Who sent thee here? The mind which is immortal makes itself

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Requital for its good or evil thoughts--
Is its own origin of ill and end-

And its own place and time-its innate sense,
When stripp'd of this mortality, derives
No colour from the fleeting things without;
But is absorb'd in sufferance or in joy,
Born from the knowledge of its own desert.

Thou didst not tempt me, and thou couldst not tempt me
I have not been thy dupe, nor am thy prey—
But was my own destroyer, and will be
My own hereafter.-Back, ye baffled fiends!
The hand of death is on me-but not yours!
[The Demons disappear

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'ower part of the Alpine torrents: it is exactly like a wards perished for an attempt to betray the Lacedeainbow, come down to pay a visit, and so close that you may walk into it:-this effect lasts till noon.

monians), and Cleonice, is told in Plutarch's life of
Cimon; and in the Laconics of Pausanias the Sophist,
in his description of Greece.

Note 4. Page 239, lines 39 and 40.
-the giant sons

Of the embrace of angels.

"That the Sons of God saw the daughters of men, that they were fair," etc.

"There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the Sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown."-Genesis, ch. vi. verses 2 and 4.

Marino Faliero, Doge of Venice;

A HISTORICAL TRAGEDY.

PREFACE.

Sanuto, Vettor Sandi, Andrea Navagero, and the account of the siege of Zara, first published by the indefatigable Abbate Morelli, in his "Monumenti Veneziani di varia THE Conspiracy of the Doge Marino Faliero is one of letteratura," printed in 1796, all of which I have looked the most remarkable events in the annals of the most over in the original language. The moderns, Daru, singular government, city, and people of modern his- Sismondi, and Laugier, nearly agree with the ancient tory. It occurred in the year 1355. Every thing about chroniclers. Sismondi attributes the conspiracy to his Venice is, or was, extraordinary-her aspect is like a dream, and her history is like a romance. The story of this Doge is to be found in all her Chronicles, and particularly detailed in the "Lives of the Doges," by Marin Sanuto, which is given in the Appendix. It is simply and clearly related, and is, perhaps, more dramatic in itself than any scenes which can be founded upon the subject.

jealousy; but I find this nowhere asserted by the national historians. Vettor Sandi, indeed, says, that "Altri scrissero che... . . dalla gelosa suspizion di esso Doge siasi fatto (Michel Steno) staccar con violenza,” etc.,etc.; but this appears to have been by no means the general opinion, nor is it alluded to by Sanuto or by Navagero; and Sandi himself adds, a moment after, that "per altre Veneziane memorie traspiri, che non il solo desiderio di vendetta lo dispose alla congiura ma anche

Marino Faliero appears to have been a man of talents and of courage. I find him commander-in-chief la innata abituale ambizion sua, per cui anelava a farsi of the land forces at the siege of Zara, where he beat principe independente." The first motive appears to the King of Hungary and his army of eighty thousand have been excited by the gross affront of the words men, killing eight thousand men, and keeping the be- written by Michel Steno on the ducal chair, and by sieged at the same time in check, an exploit to which the light and inadequate sentence of the Forty on the I know none similar in history, except that of Cæsar offender, who was one of their "tre capi." The atat Elesia, and of Prince Eugene at Belgrade. He was tentions of Steno himself appear to have been directed afterwards commander of the fleet in the same 'war. towards one of her damsels, and not to the "DogaHe took Capo d'Istria. He was ambassador at Genoa ressa He was ambassador at Genoa ressa" herself, against whose fame not the slightest and Rome, at which last he received the news of his insinuation appears, while she is praised for her beauty, election to the dukedom; his absence being a proof and remarked for her youth. Neither do I find it that he sought it by no intrigue, since he was apprized asserted (unless the hint of Sandi be an assertion) that of his predecessor's death and his own succession at the Doge was actuated by jealousy of his wife; but the same moment. But he appears to have been of rather by respect for her, and for his own honour, an ungovernable temper. A story is told by Sanuto, warranted by his past services and present dignity. of his having, many years before, when podesta and I know not that the historical facts are alluded to cantain at Treviso, boxed the ears of the bishop, who in English, unless by Dr. Moore in his view of Italy. was somewhat tardy in bringing the Host. For this His account is false and flippant, full of stale jests honest Sanuto "saddles him with a judgment," as about old men and young wives, and wondering at so Thwackum did Square; but he does not tell us whether great an effect from so slight a cause. How so acute he was punished or rebuked by the senate for this and severe an observer of mankind as the author of outrage at the time of its commission. He seems, in- Zeluco could wonder at this is inconceivable. He knew aeed, to have been afterwards at peace with the church, that a basin of water spilt on Mrs. Masham's gown defor we find him ambassador at Kome, and invested prived the Duke of Malborough of his command, and with the fief of Val di Marino, in the March of Tre- led to the inglorious peace of Utrecht--that Louis XIV. viso, and with the title of Count, by Lorenzo Count- was plunged into the most desolating wars because Bishop of Ceneda. For these facts my authorities are, his minister was nettled at his finding fault with a

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