Cas. Ha!-draw?-and villain? Have at thee, then, at once, Proud Earl! [Draws. Pol. (drawing). Thus to the expiatory tomb, Untimely sepulchre, I do devote thee, In the name of Lalage! Cas. (letting fall his sword, and recoiling to the extremity of the stage). Of Lalage! Hold off-thy sacred hand!-Avaunt, I say! Avaunt! I will not fight thee-indeed, I dare not. Pol. Thou wilt not fight with me? didst say, Sir Count? Shall I be baffled thus ?- -now this is well. Didst say thou darest not? Ha! Cas. I dare not dare not: Hold off thy hand!-With that beloved name Pol. Now, by my halidom, I do believe thee !-coward, I do believe thee! [Clutches his sword and staggers toward POLI- It is it is-most true. Alas! my lord, H Pol. (greatly softened). Alas!—I do—indeed I pity thee. Cas. And Lalage Pol. Scoundrel!-arise and die! Cas. It needeth not be-thus-thus-oh, let me die Thus on my bended knee! It were most fitting For in the fight I will not raise a hand Against thee, Earl of Leicester. Strike thou home! [Baring his bosom. Here is no let or hindrance to thy weapon Strike home! I will not fight thee! Pol. Now 'sdeath and hell! Am I not-am I not sorely-grievously tempted Even unto death. Before those whom thou lovestBefore all Rome, I'll taunt thee, villain,—I'll taunt thee Dost hear?-with cowardice! Thou wilt not fight me? Thou liest thou shalt ! Cas. [Exit. Now this, indeed, is just! Most righteous, and most just, avenging Heaven! POEMS WRITTEN IN YOUTH.* SONNET-TO SCIENCE. SCIENCE! true daughter of Old Time thou art! How should he love thee? or how deem thee wise, Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing? Hast thou not torn the Naiad from her flood, The Elfin from the green grass, and from me The summer dream beneath the tamarind-tree? * Private reasons-some of which have reference to the sin of plagiarism, and others to the date of Tennyson's first poems-have induced me, after some hesitation, to republish these, the crude compositions of my earliest boyhood. They are printed verbatim, without alteration, from the original edition, the date of which is too remote to be judiciously acknowledged.-E. A.·P. His first publication, I believe, was as early as 1827.-ED. Он, nothing earthly save the ray Springs from the gems of Circassy! * A star was discovered by Tycho Brahe, which appeared suddenly in the heavens; attained, in a few days, a brilliancy surpassing that of Jupiter; then as suddenly disappeared, and has never been seen since. Oh, nothing earthly save the thrill That list our Love, and deck our bowers- The wandering star! 'Twas a sweet time for Nesace-for there Her world lay lolling on the golden air, Near four bright suns-a temporary restAn oasis in desert of the blest. Away-away 'mid seas of rays that roll Now happiest, loveliest in yon lovely earth, Whence sprang the "Idea of Beauty" into birth |