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So king Creillus, in the Galeomyomachia, describes himself as a knight, sans tache, sans peur.
ουκ εθελησα ζην τον απονον βιον. 157. κ. τ. λ.
No sluggard life was mine—my sole delight
Hath been to mingle with the men of might,
Ev'n from a boy—the lance, glaive, targe to wield,
Mount the fleet car, and thread the battle-field,
The foe to smite with timely stroke and stout,
Draw the tough bow and lanch the death shaft out;—
In one short word, to learn—hath been mine aim—
All feats of war, as warrior best became.
Hath been to mingle with the men of might,
Ev'n from a boy—the lance, glaive, targe to wield,
Mount the fleet car, and thread the battle-field,
The foe to smite with timely stroke and stout,
Draw the tough bow and lanch the death shaft out;—
In one short word, to learn—hath been mine aim—
All feats of war, as warrior best became.
Note6, p. 50.]
Lay rock'd and rolling on the deep-sea billow.
Beside some fen shall his tomb be seen; it shall rest without a song, his ghost shall hover in mist over the reedy pool.
Ossian, Tem. vol. ii, p. 107.
Note7, p. 50.]
For death hath torn
From me three gallant bairns.
From me three gallant bairns.
So king Sheep's-eye (Κρεἲλλος) in the Cat-and-Frog-fight.
καὶ γἁρ προ καιποῦ τὴν ἐμὴν θυγατἐρα. l. 34. κ. τ. λ.
Yes, all untimely, in her spring of youth,
My daughter fair, my loved Lick-Lamp-a-tooth
Woe worth the day! did curst Grimalkin paw
Before these eyes.
Loquitur Chip-cheese.I too have felt her claw:
Pride of my heart, my gentlest Gibletine,
She clutch'd, and Eat-Wheat, that brave boy of mine,
Her death-shriek heard—nought lingering—undismay'd—
He rush'd to avenge his slaughtered sister's shade.
My daughter fair, my loved Lick-Lamp-a-tooth
Woe worth the day! did curst Grimalkin paw
Before these eyes.
Loquitur Chip-cheese.I too have felt her claw:
Pride of my heart, my gentlest Gibletine,
She clutch'd, and Eat-Wheat, that brave boy of mine,
Her death-shriek heard—nought lingering—undismay'd—
He rush'd to avenge his slaughtered sister's shade.
