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DEATH S DOINGS.

X.

Read ye the page of history: Greece had sons

Such as have never lived in other land!Think ye the glory which through ages runs

In loud acclaim of that most glorious band,Who scorn'd to yield, and died with glaive in hand,

Was but the work of chance?—No; Spartanlaws,Which they were taught full well to understand,

And Lacedemonian discipline—the cause !Persuasion only from his cell Perfection draws.

XI.

'Tis not for all, with honied words, to lull

The storm-urged fury of the vulgar crew,—Nor Nature's gems from their dark mines tocull,—

Nor drink at Inspiration's fount, where fewQuaffed, and of old poetic phrenzy drew !

'Tis not the child's from cradle forth to move,Prankt in the array of grace and wisdom true,

Like Pallas springing from the head of Jove,Clad in the dazzling panoply of Heaven above!