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Antony and Cleopatra.
An Anecdote from Plutarch.
Owlloua was the marble hall
With the eight and mod of festival.
For autumn had vent ita golden hoard,
And summer its flowers. tograee the hoard.
Inside and out the gobleta thine.
Otttaide with germ. inaide with wine;
And ailver Iatnpa thed round their l' ht
Like the moomiae on an eaatem ni~ t.
Gay laughs were heard; when theae were mute
Came a volupttwm aon and late;
And fair nymphs Boa round, whoae feet
\Vere light as the air on which they heat ;
Their atePa had no sound. they moved along
like epintt that lived in the breath of sons.
Beneath the canopy'a purple twee .
Like a anntet cloud on the twilight eep.
Sate the king 0! the feast. stater and tall.
Who loolt'd what he was. the lord of all.
A glut-inn: aear was upon hi: brow.
And httrowa that time and care will plough.
Ilia battle-ann- had Iefi their aoil,
And traces of tempest and tneee of toil ~
Yet was he one for whom woman's sigh
Breathe: in dee t idolatry.
His that aol't anrworshipptng air
She love. to well her lam should wear 3
His that low and pleadin tone
That makes the yielding eart ita own 3
And, more than all. his waa the fame
That victory Binge on the soldier‘s name.
Yet thote meaning hi h that alt,
Scorn on the lip, fire on {in cheek":.
Tell of What abo'e inch aoenea a theae.
With their wetting and midnight revelriea.
Albeit he drain'd the rple howl.
And heard the song «Kine, maddan’d hit anal;
Yet hia l'oeehead yew le, and then it hnm’d.
A: ifin diadain from e feast he tnrn'd;
And hia inward thonghta nought but a home
And dwelt on thy atately memory. Rotne.
But his glance tnet hen beside. and again
His apirtt elttng to ita preeioua chain.
With haught brow. and hand.
At horn hot for’wonhi meta-Pm
Yet with atnilee that the knew full well
or wooan't tofteat apell,
Leant that Egyptian neen: a braid
ijewell ahone 'tnid dart hair's thade;
One purl on her forehead hung, whnae gent
Wat worth a monweh'a diadeat.
And an emerald eeattta bound the fold
Of her robe that ahone with purple and
All apohe of pomp. all quote of pride.
Aadyettheywereatnothin’heaide
Her rad'nnt cheek. her halting eye.
For their'a wan heaoty'a replity.
