To mate itself with thine; and by thy side
Amidst the hurtling lances I will stand,
As one on whom a brave man's love hath been
Wasted not utterly.
GONZALEZ.
That I have tasted of the awful joy
Which thou hast given to temper hours like this,
With a deep sense of thee, and of thine ends
In these dread visitings!
(To Elmina).We will not part,
But with the spirit's parting!
ELMINA.
To her, that mantled with sad loveliness,
Doth slumber at our feet!—My blessed child!
Oh! in thy heart's affliction thou wert strong,
And holy courage did pervade thy woe,
As light the troubled waters!—Be at peace!
Thou whose bright spirit made itself the soul
Of all that were around thee!—And thy life
E'en then was struck, and withering at the core!
—Farewell!—thy parting look hath on me fall'n,
E'en as a gleam of heaven, and I am now
