Short fern, and richer weeds which from the eaves Hung their long tresses down. White lichens clothed The sides, save where the ivy spread, which bowered The porch, and clustering round the pointed wall, Wherein two bells, each open to the wind, Hung side by side, threaded with hairy shoots The double nich; and climbing to the cross, Wreathed it and half concealed its sacred form With bushy tufts luxuriant. Here in the font, .. Borne thither with rejoicings and with prayers Of all the happy land who saw in him
The lineage of their ancient Chiefs renewed,.. The Prince had been immersed: and here within An oaken galilee, now black with age,
His old Iberian ancestors were laid.
Two stately oaks stood near, in the full growth Of many a century. They had flourished there Before the Gothic sword was felt in Spain, And when the ancient sceptre of the Goths Was broken, there they flourished still. Their boughs Mingled on high, and stretching wide around,
Formed a deep shade, beneath which canopy
Upon the ground Count Julian's board was spread, For to his daughter he had left his tent
Pitched for her use hard by. He at the board Sate with his trusted Captains, Gunderick,
Felix and Miro, Theudered and Paul,
Basil and Cottila, and Virimar,
Men through all fortunes faithful to their Lord, And to that old and tried fidelity,
By personal love and honour held in ties. Strong as religious bonds. As there they sate, In the distant vale a rising dust was seen, And frequent flash of steel,.. the flying fight Of men who, by a fiery foe pursued,
Put forth their coursers at full speed, to reach The aid in which they trust. Up sprung the Chiefs, And hastily taking helm and shield, and spear, Sped to their post.
On Sella's side, Alphonso had in charge To watch the foe; a prowling band came nigh, Whom with the ardour of impetuous youth He charged and followed them in close pursuit: Quick succours joined them; and the strife grew hot,
Ere Pedro hastening to bring off his son, Or Julian and his Captains,.. bent alike That hour to abstain from combat, (for by this Full sure they deemed Alcahman had secured The easy means of certain victory,)..
Could reach the spot. Both thus in their intent According, somewhat had they now allayed The fury of the fight, though still spears flew, And strokes of sword and mace were interchanged, When passing through the troop a Moor came up On errand from the Chief, to Julian sent; A fatal errand fatally performed
For Julian, for the Chief, and for himself, And all that host of Musslemen he brought; For while with well-dissembled words he lured The warrior's ear, the dexterous ruffian marked The favouring moment and unguarded place, And plunged a javelin in his side. The Count Fell, but in falling called to Cottila, Treachery! the Moor! the Moor!.. He too on whom He called had seen the blow from whence it came, And seized the murderer. Miscreant! he exclaimed, Who set thee on? The Mussleman, who saw
His secret purpose baffled, undismayed, Replies, What I have done is authorized; To punish treachery and prevent worse ill Orpas and Abulcacem sent me here; The service of the Caliph and the Faith Required the blow.
The Prophet and the Fiend Reward thee then! cried Cottila; meantime Take thou from me thy proper earthly meed; Villain!.. and lifting, as he spake, the sword, He smote him on the neck: the trenchant blade Through vein and artery past and yielding bone; And on the shoulder, as the assassin dropt,
His head half-severed fell. The curse of God Fall on the Caliph and the Faith and thee! Stamping for anguish, Cottila pursued; African dogs! thus is it ye requite
Our services?.. But dearly shall ye pay
For this day's work!.. O Fellow-soldiers, here, Stretching his hands toward the host, he cried, Behold your noble leader basely slain ! He who for twenty years hath led us forth To war, and brought us home with victory,
Here he lies foully murdered, .. by the Moors, .. Those whom he trusted, whom he served so well! Our turn is next! but neither will we wait
Tumult, and rage, of those who gathered round, When Julian could be heard, I have yet life, He said, for vengeance. Virimar, speed thou To yonder Mountaineers, and tell their Chiefs That Julian's veteran army joins this day Pelayo's standard! The command devolves On Gunderick. Fellow-soldiers, who so well Redressed the wrongs of your old General, Ye will not let his death go unrevenged!.. Tears then were seen on many an iron cheek, And groans were heard from many a resolute heart, And vows with imprecations mixt went forth,
And curses checked by sobs. Bear me apart, Said Julian, with a faint and painful voice,
And let me see my daughter ere I die.
Scarce had he spoken when the pitying throng Divide before her. Eagerly she came;
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