That saying jars you, let us only say-
'T were better that he never had been born.

Adah. Oh, do not say so! Where were then the joys,
The mother's joys of watching, nourishing,
And loving him? Soft! he awakes. Sweet Enoch!
[She goes to the child.
Oh Cain! look on him; see how full of life,
Of strength, of bloom, of beauty, and of joy,
How like to me-how like to thee, when gentle,
For then we are all alike; is 't not so, Cain?
Mother, and sire, and son, our features are
Reflected in each other; as they are

In the clear waters, when they are gentle, and
When thou art gentle. Love us, then, my Cain!
And love thyself for our sakes, for we love thee.
Look! how he laughs and stretches out his arms,
And opens wide his blue eyes upon thine,
To hail his father; while his little form
Flutters as wing'd with joy. Talk not of pain!
The childless cherubs well might envy thee
The pleasures of a parent! Bless him, Cain!
As yet he hath no words to thank thee, but
His heart will, and thine own too.
Cain.
If that a mortal blessing may avail thee,
To save thee from the serpent's curse!
Adah.

Surely a father's blessing may avert
A reptile's subtlety.

Cain.

Bless thee, boy!

It shall.

Of that I doubt;

'T is the highest And suits thee, as the elder. Now prepare

Cain. Thy brother Abel.

Thine offerings.

Enter ABEL.

Cain.
Abel.

Where are thine?

Behold them here

Abel.

Welcome, Cain! My brother, The firstlings of the flock, and fat thereof-
A shepherd's humble offering.

brother.

Cain.

I have no flocks;
I am a tiller of the ground, and must
Yield what it yieldeth to my toil-its fruit:

[He gathers fruits.
Behold them in their various bloom and ripeness.
[They dress their altars, and kindle a flame
upon them.

Abel. My brother, as the elder, offer first
Thy prayer and thanksgiving with sacrifice.
Cain. No-I am new to this; lead thou the way,
And I will follow-as I may.
Abel, (kneeling.)

Oh God!

Who made us, and who breathed the breath of life
Within our nostrils, who hath blessed us,
And spared, despite our father's sin, to make
His children all lost, as they might have been,
Had not thy justice been so temper'd with
The mercy which is thy delight, as to
[Exit ADAH with her child. Accord a pardon like a Paradise,
Where hast thou been?

Compared with our great crimes :-Sole Lord of light.
Of good, and glory, and eternity:

Without whom all were evil, and with whom
Nothing can err, except to some good end
Of thine omnipotent benevolence--
Inscrutable, but still to be fulfilled-
Accept from out thy humble first of shepherd's
First of the first-born flocks-an offering,
In itself nothing-as what offering can be
Aught unto thee ?-but yet accept it for
The thanksgiving of him who spreads it in
light-The face of thy high heaven, bowing his own
Even to the dust, of which he is, in honour
Of thee, and of thy name, for evermore !
Cain, (standing erect during this speech.) Spirit
whate'er or whosoe'er thou art,

Cain.
pray thee, leave me.
Abel. Not till we have pray'd and sacrificed together.
Cain. Abel, I pray thee, sacrifice alone-
Jehovah loves thee well.

Omnipotent, it may be-and, if good,

Shown in the exemption of thy deeds from evil;
Jehovah upon earth! and God in heaver.!

And it may be with other names, because
Thine attributes seem many, as thy works:-
If thou must be propitiated with prayers,

Take them! If thou must be induced with altars,
And soften'd with a sacrifice, receive them!
Two beings here erect them unto thee.

If thou lov'st blood, the shepherd's shrine, which smokes
On my right hand, hath shed it for thy service

In the first of his flock, whose limbs now reek

In sanguinary incense to thy skies;

Or if the sweet and blooming fruits of earth,
And milder seasons, which the unstain'd turf
I spread them on now offers in the face

Of the broad sun which ripen'd them, may seem
Good to thee, inasmuch as they have not
Suffer'd in limb or life, and rather form
A sample of thy works, than supplication
To look on ours! If a shrine without victim,
And altar without gore, may win thy favour,
Look on it! and for him who dresseth it,

He is such as thou mad'st him; and seeks nothing
Which must be won by kneeling: if he's evil,
Strike him! thou art omnipotent, and may'st-
For what can he oppose? If he be good,
Strike him, or spare him, as thou wilt! since all
Rests upon thee; and good and evil seem
To have no power themselves, save in thy will;
And whether that be good or ill I know not,
Not being omnipotent, nor fit to judge
Omnipotence, but merely to endure
Its mandate; which thus far I have endured.

a

[The fire upon the altar of ABEL kindles into
column of the brightest flame, and ascends to
heaven; while a whirlwind throws down the
altar of CAIN, and scatters the fruits abroad
upon the earth.

Abel, (kneeling.) Oh, brother, pray! Jehovah's wroth
with thee.

Cain. Why so?
Abel.
Thy fruits are scatter'd on the earth.
Cain. From earth they came, to earth let them return;
Their seed will bear fresh fruit there ere the summer:
Thy burnt flesh-off'ring prospers better, see

How Heav'n licks up the flames, when thick with blood!
Abel. Think not upon my offering's acceptance,
But make another of thine own before

Since he loves lives.

Abel, (falls.)
Cain. Brother!
Abel.

What hast thou done, my brother?

Oh, God! receive thy servant, and

Forgive his slayer, for he knew not what

He did.-Cain, give me-give me thy hand; and tell
Poor Zillah-

Cain, (after a moment's stupefaction.) My hand!
't is all red, and with-
What?

[Along pause.-Looking slowly round.
Where am I? alone! Where's Abel? where
Cain? Can it be that I am he? My brother,
Awake!-why liest thou so on the green earth?
T is not the hour of slumber:-why so pale?
What, hast thou!-thou wert full of life this morn!
Abel! I pray thee, mock me not! I smote
Too fiercely, but not fatally. Ah, why
Would'st thou oppose me? This is mockery;
And only done to daunt me :-as a blow-
And but a blow. Stir-stir-nay, only stir!
Why, so-
-that's well!-thou breath'st! breathe upon

Then may God forgive him! Cain Comfort poor Zillah:-she has but one brother

Now.

[ABEL dies
Cain. And I none!-Who makes me brotherless ?
His eyes are open! then he is not dead!
Death is like sleep; and sleep shuts down our lids.
His lips, too, are apart: why then he breathes;
And
yet
I feel it not. His heart! his heart!-
Let me see, doth it beat ?-methinks-No!-no!
This is a vision, else I am become
The native of another and worse world.
The earth swims round me:—what is this? 't is wet:
[Puts his hand to his brow, and then looks at il
And yet there are no dews! 'Tis blood-my blood--
My brother's and my own; and shed by me!
not Then what have I further to do with life,

Abel, (rising.) Cain! what meanest thou?
Cain. To cast down yon vile flatt'rer of the clouds,
The smoky harbinger of thy dull pray'rs-
Thine altar, with its blood of lambs and kids,
Which fed on milk, to be destroy'd in blood.

Abel, (opposing him.) Thou shalt not:-add
impious works to impious

Words! let that altar stand-'t is hallow'd now
By the immortal pleasure of Jehovah,
In his acceptance of the victims.

Cain.

His!

His pleasure! what was his high pleasure in
The fumes of scorching flesh and smoking blood,
To the pain of the bleating mothers, which
Still yearn for their dead offspring? or the pangs
Of the sad ignorant victims underneath

Thy pious knife? Give way! this bloody record
Shall not stand in the sun, to shame creation!

Abel. Brother, give back! thou shalt not touch my

What mean'st thou ?

Since I have taken life from my own flesh?
But he cannot be dead!--Is silence death?
No; he will wake: then let me watch by him.
Life cannot be so slight, as to be quench'd
Thus quickly!—he hath spoken to me since→
What shall I say to him?--My brother!-No:
He will not answer to that name; for brethren
Smite not each other. Yet-yet-speak to me.
Oh! for a word more of that gentle voice,
That I may bear to hear my own again!
Enter ZILLAH.

Zillah. I heard a heavy sound: what can it be?
'T is Cain; and watching by my husband. What
Dost thou there, brother? Doth he sleep? Oh! heav'n
What means this paleness, and yon stream?-No! no!
It is not blood; for who would shed his blood?
Abel! what's this?-who hath done this? Ho mover
not;

Give-He breathes not: and his hands drop down from mine

With stony lifelessness! Ah! cruel Cain!
Why cam'st thou not in time to save him from
This violence? Whatever hath assail'd him,
Thou wert the stronger, and should'st have stepp'd in
Between him and aggression! Father!-Eve!-
Aaah!-come hither! Death is in the world!

As he did by his brother! May the swords
And wings of fiery cherubim pursue him

By day and night-snakes spring up in his path-
Earth's fruits be ashes in his mouth-the leaves
On which he lays his head to sleep be strew'd
With scorpions! May his dreams be of his victim!

[Exit ZILLAH, calling on her Parents, &c. His waking a continual dread of death! Cain, (solus.) And who hath brought him there ?-I-May the clear rivers turn to blood as he who abhor

The name of Death so deeply, that the thought
Impoison'd all my life, before I knew

His aspect I have led him here, and giv'n
My brother to his cold and still embrace,
As if he would not have asserted his
Inexorable claim without my aid.

I am awake at last-a dreary dream

Had madden'd me ;—but he shall ne'er awake!

Enter ADAM, EVE, ADAH, and ZILLAH. Adam. A voice of wo from Zillah brings me here.What do I see?-'T is true!-My son!-my son! Woman, behold the serpent's work, and thine!

[To EvE.

Eve. Oh! speak not of it now: the serpent's fangs
Are in my heart. My best beloved, Abel!
Jehovah! this is punishment beyond

A mother's sin, to take him from me!
Adam.

Who,

Or what hath done this deed?-speak, Cain, since thou
Wort present; was it some more hostile angel,
Who walks not with Jehovah? or some wild
Brute of the forest?

Eve.

Ah! a livid light

Breaks through, as from a thunder-cloud! yon brand,
Massy and bloody! snatch'd from off the altar,
And black with smoke, and red with
Adam.

Speak, my son!

Speak, and assure us, wretched as we are,
That we are not more miserable still.

May the eternal serpent's curse be on him!
For he was fitter for his seed than ours.
May all his days be desolate! May-
Adah.
Hold!
Curse him not, mother, for he is thy son-
Curse him not, mother, for he is my brother,
And my betroth'd.

Eve.
He hath left thee no brother-
Zillah no husband-me no son!-for thus

I curse him from my sight for evermore!
All bonds I break between us, as he broke
'That of his nature, in yon- -Oh death! death!
Why didst thou not take me, who first incurr'd thee?
Why dost thou not so now?

Adam.

Eve! let not this,
Thy natural grief, lead to impiety!

A heavy doom was long forespoken to us;
And now that it begins, let it be borne

In such sort as may show our God, that we

Are faithful servants to his holy will.

Stoops down to stain them with his raging lip!
May every element shun or change to him!
May he live in the pangs which others die with!
And death itself wax something worse than death
To him who first acquainted him with man!
Hence, fratricide! henceforth that word is Cain,
Through all the coming myriads of mankind,
Who shall abhor thee, though thou wert their sire'
May the grass wither from thy feet! the woods
Deny thee shelter! earth a home! the dust
A grave! the sun his light! and heaven her God!
[Exit Evr
Adam. Cain! get thee forth: we dwell no more
together.

Depart! and leave the dead to me--I am
Henceforth alone-we never must meet more.

Adah. Oh, part not with him thus, my father: do not
Add thy deep curse to Eve's upon his head!
Adam. I curse him not: his spirit be his curse.
Come, Zillah!

Zillah. I must watch my husband's corse,
Adam. We will return again, when he is gone
Who hath provided for us this dread office.
Come, Zillah!

Zillah.

Yet one kiss on yon pale clay,

And those lips once so warm-my heart! my heart!
[Exeunt ADAM and ZILLAH weeping.
Adah. Cain! thou hast heard, we must go forth. I

am ready,

Why, all have left thee Cain. And wherefore lingerest thou? Dost thou not fear

To dwell with one who hath done this?
Adah.
I fear
Nothing except to leave thee, much as I
Shrink from the deed which leaves thee brotherless.
I must not speak of this-it is between thee
And the great God.

A Voice from within exclaims, Cain! Cain!
Adah.
Hear'st thou that voice?

The Voice within. Cain! Cain!
Adah.

It soundeth like an angel's tone.

Enter the ANGEL of the Lord.
Angel. Where is thy brother Abel?
Cain.

Am I then

My brother's keeper?
Angel.
Cain! what hast thou done?
The voice of thy slain brother's blood cries out,
Even from the ground, unto the Lord!-Now art thou
Cursed from the earth, which open'd late her mouth
To drink thy brother's blood from thy rash hand.
Henceforth, when thou shalt till the ground, it shall not
Yield thee her strength; a fugitive shalt thou

Eve, (pointing to Cain.) His will!! the will of yon Be from this day, and vagabond on earth!

incarnate spirit

Of death, whom I have brought upon the earth

To strew it with the dead. May all the curses

Of life be on him! and his agonies

Drive bim forth o'er the wilderness, like us
From Eden, till his children do by him

Adah. This punishment is more than he can bear.
Behold, thou drivest him from the face of earth,
And from the face of God shall he be hid.

A fugitive and vagabond on earth,

'T will come to pass, that whoso findeth him
Shall slay him.

Cain.
Would they could! but who are they
Shall slay me? where are these on the lone earth

As yet unpeopled?
Magel.
Thou hast slain thy brother,
And who shall warrant thee against thy son?
Ada. Angel of Light! be merciful, nor say
That this poor aching breast now nourishes
A murderer in my boy, and of his father.

Aizel. Then he would but be what his father is.
Did not the milk of Eve give nutriment
To him thou now see'st so besmear'd with blood?
The fratricide might well engender parricides.-
But it shall not be so-the Lord thy God
And mine commandeth me to set his seal
On Cain, so that he may go forth in safety.

Who slayeth Cain, a sevenfold vengeance shall
Be taken on his head. Come hither!

Cain.

Would'st thou with me?

What

Angel.
To mark upon thy brow
Exemption from such deeds as thou hast done.
Cin. No, let me die!

Angel.

It must not be.

[The ANGEL sets the mark on CAIN's brow.
It burns

Cain.
My brow, but naught to that which is within it.
Is there more? let me meet it as I may.

But the four rivers would not cleanse my soul.
Think'st thou my boy will bear to look on me?
Adah. If I thought that he would not, I would-
Cain, (interrupting her.)

No

No more of threats: we have had too many of them :
Go to our children; I will follow thee.

Adah. I will not leave thee lonely with the dead;
Let us depart together.

Cain.
Oh! thou dead
And everlasting witness! whose unsinking
Blood darkens earth and heaven! what thou now art,

I know not! but if thou see'st what I am,

I think thou wilt forgive him, whom his God

Can ne'er forgive, nor his own soul.-Farewell!

I must not, dare not touch what I have made thee.

I, who sprung from the same womb with thee, drain'd
The same breast, clasp'd thee often to my own,
In fondness brotherly and boyish, I

Can never meet thee more, nor even dare

To do that for thee, which thou should's have done
For me-compose thy limbs into their grave-
The first grave yet dug for mortality.

But who hath dug that grave? Oh, earth! Oh, earth!
For all the fruits thou hast render'd to me, 1
Give thee back this.-Now for the wilderness.

[ADAH stoops down and kisses the body of ABEL Adah. A dreary, and an early doom, my brother

Angel. Stern hast thou been and stubborn from the Has been thy lot' Of all who mourn for thee, womb,

As the ground thou must henceforth till; but he
Thou slew'st was gentle as the flocks he tended.
Cain. After the fall too soon was I begotten;
Ere yet my mother's mind subsided from
The serpent, and my sire still mourn'd for Eden.
That which I am, I am; I did not seek
For life, nor did I make myself; but could I
With my own death redeem him from the dust-
And why not so? let him return to-day,
And I lie ghastly! so shall be restored
By God the life to him he loved; and taken
From me a being I ne'er loved to bear.

Angel. Who shall heal murder? what is done is done.
Go forth! fulfil thy days! and be thy deeds
Unlike the last!

Adah.

[The ANGEL disappears.
He's gone, let us go forth;
I hear our little Enoch cry within
Our bower.

Cain. Ah! little knows he what he weeps for!
And I who have shed blood cannot shed tears!

I alone must not weep. My office is
Henceforth to dry up tears, and not to shed them;
But yet of all who mourn, none mourn like me,
Not only for thyself, but him who slew thee.
Now, Cain! I will divide thy burden with thee.

Cain. Eastward from Eden will we take our way; 'Tis the most desolate, and suits my steps.

Adah. Lead! thou shalt be my guide, and may ou
God

Be thine! Now let us carry forth our children.
Cain. And he who lieth there was childless. I
Have dried the fountain of a gentle race,
Which might have graced his recent marriage couch,
And might have temper'd this stern blood of mine,
Uniting with our children Abel's offspring'
O Abel!

Adah. Peace be with him!
Cain.

But with me!·

[Exeunt.

• The "four rivers" which flowed round Eden, and consequently the only waters with which Cain was acquainted upon the earth.

MARINO FALIERO, DOGE OF VENICE.

"Dur inquieti turbidus Adriæ."-Horace.

PREFACE.

and is perhaps more dramatic in itself than any scenes which can be founded upon the subject.

THE Conspiracy of the Doge Marino Faliero is one of Marino Faliero appears to have been a man of talents the most remarkable events in the annals of the most sin- and of courage. I find him commander in chief of the guiar government, city, and people of modern history. It land forces at the siege of Zara, where he beat the King of occurred in the year 1355. Every thing about Venice is, Hungary and his army of 80.000 men, killing 8000 men, or was, extraordinary-her aspect is like a dream, and and keeping the besieged at the same time in check; an her history is like a romance. The story of this Doge is exploit to which I know none similar in history except to be found in all her Chronicles, and particularly detailed that of Cæsar at Alesia, and of Prince Eugene at Beiin the Lives of the Doges," by Marin Sanuto, which is grade. He was afterwards commander of the fleet in the given in the Appendix. It is simply and clearly related, same war. He took Capo d'Istria. He was ambassa

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.....

"The young man's wrath is like straw on fire,
But like red hot steel is the old man's ire."
"Young men soon give and soon forget affronts,
Old age is slow at both."

dor at Genoa and Rome, at which last he received the extraordinary in Dr. Moore to seem surprised that a man news of his election to the dukedom; his absence being a used to command, who had served and swayed in the most proof that he sought it by no intrigue, since he was ap- important offices, should fiercely resent, in a fierce age, an prized of his predecessor's death and his own succession unpunished affront, the grossest that can be offered to a at the same moment. But he appears to have been of an man, be he prince or peasant. The age of Faliero is little ungovernable temper. A story is told by Sanuto, of his to the purpose, unless to favour it. having, many years before, when podesta and captain at Treviso, boxed the ears of the bishop, who was somewhat tardy in bringing the Host. For this, honest Sanuto "saddles him with a judgment," as Thwackum did Square; but he does not tell us whether he was punished or rebuked by the Senate for this outrage at the time of its com- Laugier's reflections are more philosophical :-"Tale fu mission. He seems, indeed, to have been afterwards at il fine ignominioso di un' uomo, che la sua nascità, la sua peace with the church, for we find him ambassador at età, il suo carattere dovevano tener lontano dalle passioni Rome, and invested with the fief of Val di Marino, in the produttrici di grandi delitti. I suoi talenti per lungo march of Treviso, and with the title of Count, by Lorenzo tempo esercitati ne' maggiori impieghi, la sua capacità Count-Bishop of Ceneda. For these facts my authori- sperimentata ne' governi e nelle ambasciate, gli avevano ties are Sanuto, Vetter Sandi, Andrea Navagero, and the acquistato la stima e la fiducia de' cittadini, ed avevano account of the siege of Zara, first published by the inde- uniti i suffragj per collocarlo alla testa della republica. Infatigable Abate Morelli, in his "Monumenti Veneziani di nalzato ad un grado che terminava gloriosamenta la sua varia Letteratura," printed in 1796, all of which I have vita, il risentimento di un' ingiuria leggiera insinuò nel suo looked over in the original language. The moderns, Darú, cuore tal veleno che bastò a corrompere le antiche sue Sismondi, and Laugier, nearly agree with the ancient qualità, e a condurlo al termine dei scellerati; serio esemchroniclers. Sismondi attributes the conspiracy to his jea-pio, che prova non esservi età, in cui la prudenza umana lousy; but I find this nowhere asserted by the national his- sia sicura, e che nell' uomo restano sempre passioni catorians. Vettor Sandi, indeed, says, that "Altri scrissero paci a disonorarlo, quando non invigili sopra se stesso." dalla gelosa suspizion di esso Doge siasi fatto Laugier, Italian translation, vol. iv. page 30, 31. (Michel Steno) staccar con violenza," &c. &c. ; but this Where did Dr. Moore find that Marino Faliero begged appears to have been by no means the general opinion, his life? I have searched the chronic/ers, and find nothing nor is it alluded to by Sanuto or by Navagero, and Sandi of the kind; it is true that he avowed all. He was con himself adds, a moment after, that " per altre Veneziane ducted to the place of torture, but there is no mention made memorie traspiri, che non il solo desiderio di vendetta lo of any application for mercy on his part; and the very cirdispose alla congiura ma anche la innata abituale ambi- cumstance of their having taken him to the rack seems zion sua, per cui anel ava a farsi principe independente." to argue any thing but his having shown a want of firmThe first motive appears to have been excited by the gross ness, which would doubtless have been also mentioned by affront of the words written by Michel Steno on the ducal those minute historians who by no means favour him : such chair, and by the light and inadequate sentence of the indeed, would be contrary to his character as a soldier, to Forty on the offender, who was one of their "tre Capi." the age in which he lived, and at which he died, as it is to The attentions of Steno himself appear to have been di- the truth of history. I know no justification at any disrected towards one of her damsels, and not to the "Doga- tance of time for calumniating an historical character; ressa" herself, against whose fame not the slightest insinu-surely truth belongs to the dead, and to the unfortunate, ation appears, while she is praised for her beauty, and re- and they who have died upon a scaffold, have generally marked for her youth. Neither do I find it asserted (un- had faults enough of their own, without attributing to them less the hint of Sandi be an assertion) that the Doge was that which the very incurring of the perils which conducted actuated by jealousy of his wife; but rather by respect for them to their violent death renders, of all others, the most her, and for his own honour,warranted by his past services improbable. The black veil which is painted over the and present dignity. place of Marino Faliero amongst the doges, and the I know not that the historical facts are alluded to in Giants' Staircase where he was crowned, and discrowned, English, unless by Dr. Moore in his View of Italy. His and decapitated, struck forcibly upon my imagination, as account is false and flippant, full of stale jests about old did his fiery character and strange story. I went in 1819, men and young wives, and wondering at so great an effect in search of his tomb more than once to the church San from so slight a cause. How so acute and severe an ob- Giovanni e San Paolo, and as I was standing before the server of mankind as the auther of Zeluco could wonder monument of another family, a priest came up to me and at this is inconceivable. He knew that a basin of water said, "I can show you finer monuments than that." I told spilt on Mrs. Masham's gown deprived the Duke of Marl-him that I was in search of that of the Faliero family, borough of his command, and led to the inglorious peace and particularly of the Doge Marino's. "Oh," said he, of Utrecht-that Louis XIV. was plunged into the most" I will show it you;" and conducting me to the outside, desolating wars because his minister was nettled at his find-pointed out a sarcophagus in the wall with an illegible ining fault with a window,and wished to give him another oc- scription. He said that it had been in a convent adjoincupation-that Helen lost Troy-that Lucretia expelled ing, but was removed after the French came, and placed the Tarquins from Rome-and that Cava brought the in its present situation; that he had seen the tomb opened Moors to Spain-that an insulted husband led the Gauls to at its removal; there were still some bones remaining, Clusium, and thence to Rome-that a single verse of Fre- but no positive vestige of the decapitation. The equesderick II. of Prussia on the Abbé de Bernis, and a jest on trian statue of which I have made mention in the third act Madame de Pompadour, led to the battle of Rosbach-as before that church is not, however, of a Faliero, but of that the elopement of Dearbhorgil with Mac Murchad some other now obsolete warrior, although of a later date. conducted the English to the slavery of Ireland-that a There were two other Doges of this family prior to Mapersonal pique between Maria Antoinette and the Duke rino: Ordelafo, who fell in battle at Zara in 1117, (where of Orleans precipitated the first expulsion of the Bour- his descendant afterwards conquered the Huns,) and Vibons-aud, not to multiply instances, that Commodus, Do-tal Faliero, who reigned in 1082. The family, originally mitian,and Caligula fell victims not to their public tyranny, from Fano, was of the most illustrious in blood and wealth but to private vengeance-and that an order to make in the city of once the most wealthy and still the most Cromwell disembark from the ship in which he would have ancient families in Europe. The length I have gone into sailed to America destroyed both king and commonwealth. on this subject will show the interest I have taken in it. After these instances, on the least reflection, it is indeed Whether I have succeeded or not in the tragedy, I have at