He had no breath, no being, but in hers; She was his voice; he did not speak to her, But trembled on her words; she was his sight, For his eye followed hers, and saw with hers, Which coloured all his objects: - he had ceased To live within himself; she was his life, And his cheek change tempestuously A change came o'er the spirit of my dream. The Boy was sprung to manhood: in the wilds ["This touching picture agrees closely, many of its circumstances, with Lord Byror own prose account of the wedding in his Me oranda; in which he describes himself as was ing, on the morning of his marriage, with th most melancholy reflections, on seeing wedding-suit spread out before him. In th same mocd, he wandered about the ground alone, till he was summoned for the ceremony and joined, for the first time on that day, bride and her family. He knelt down repeated the words after the clergyman; bu a mist was before his eyes-his thoughts wer elsewhere: and he was but awakened by th congratulations of the bystanders to find tha he was married.". Life, p. 272.] It was of a strange order, that the doom Of these two creatures should be thus the one - both in misery. July, 1816. [First published, The Prisoner of Chillon, etc., 1816.] Mithridates of Pontus. [Mithridates, King of Pontus (B.C. 120-63), surnamed Eupator, succeeded to the throne when he was only eleven years of age. He is said to have safeguarded himself against the designs of his enemies by drugging himself with antidotes against poison, and so effectively that, when he was an old man, he could not poison himself, even when he was minded to do so.] |