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To the king witli Wxo. wondrous story they fly,
And he, mov'd by a merciful thoughv,
To the foot of his throne has them brought;.

And on them iu wondermout long gazes he,
Then speaJcs : " Ye the victory have won.
And conquer'd my heart for your own.

Tliat i'uith is no empty vision I see,

fcjo sufler me, too, your companion to be ;
And let my entreaty be heard,
To form iu your friendship the third 1 "



*' "Wliat knight or what vassal will be so bold

As to plunge iu the gulf below?
See ! I hurl iu its depths a goblet of gold.

Already the waters ovir it flow.
The man who can bring l)ack the goblet to me,
May keep it henceforward, — his own it shall be.

Thus speaks the King, and he hurls from the height

Of the cliffs that, rugged and steep,
Hang over the ))oundle8s sea, witli strong might,

The goblet afar iu tlie bellowing deep.
"And who'll be so daring, — I ask it once more,— .
As to plunge in these billows that mldly roar?"

And the vassals and knights of high degree

Hear his words, but sileut remain.
They cast their eyes on the ragiug sea.


Aud uonfc will attempt tlie goblet to gain.
And a third time the question is ask'd by the King ,
'• Is there none that will dare in the gulf now to spring?*

Yet all as before in silence stand,

When a page, with a modest pride,
Steps out of the timorous, squirely baud.

And his girdle and mantle soon throws aside^
And all the knights, and the ladies too,
The noble stripling with wonderment view.

And when he draws nigh to the rocky brow.

And looks in the gulf so black,
The waters that she had swallow'd but now,

The howling Charybdis is giving back ;
And, with distant thunder's dull sound,
From her gloomy womb they all-foaming rebound.

And it boils and it roars, and it hisses and seethes.

As when water aud lire first blend ;
To the sky spurts the foam in steam-laden wreaths.

And wave presses hard upon wave without end.
And the ocean will never exhausted be.
As if striving to bring forth another sea.


But at length the wild tumult seems pacified,

Aud blackly amid the white swell
A gaping chasm its jaws opens wide.

As if leading down to the depths of Hell :
And the howling billows are seen by each eye
Down the whkUng funnel all madly to fly.

Then quickly, before the breakers rebound.
The stripling commends him to Heaven,

And — a scream of horror is heard around, —
And now by the whirlpool away he is driven,

i«d secretly over the swimmer brave

Close the jaws, and he vanishes 'neath the dark wave>

O'er the watery gulf, dread silence now lies.

But the deep sends up a dull yell.
And from mouth to mouth thus trembling it flieE :

" Courageous stripling, oh fare thee well ! "
And duller and duller the howls recommence.
While they pause in anxious aud fearful sujspen*©.

The crvBR. ISJ

" if even thy crown in the giil f thou shonldst fling,
And shoulclst say, ' He avIio brings ?.*, to mo

SliiiU wiiii' it hcnci'forward, and ho tlie king,'

Thou could'st tempt inn not e'en with that precious

What iiudt-r the howling di'cp is eonceal'd

To no happy living boiil is reveal'd."

Full many a ship, by the wliirlpool held fast,
Shoots straightway beneath the mad wave,

And, dash'd to pieces, the hull and the mast
Emerge from the all-devouring grave, —

And the roaring approaches still nearer and nearer,

Like the howl of the tempest, still clearer and clearer.

And it boils and it roars, and it hisses and seethes.

As when water and fire first blend ;
To the sky sjiurts the foam in steam-laiea wreatlis,

And wave jjrosses hard upon wave w'ithout end.
And, with the distant thunder's dull sound
From the ocean-womb they all-bellowing bound.

And lo ! from the darkly flowing tide

Comes a -s-ision white as a swan.
And an arm and a glistening neck are descried,

With might ami with active zeal steering on ;
And 'tis he, and behold ! his left hand on high
Waves the goblet, while beaming with joy is his eye.

Then breathes he deeply, then breathes he long,

And blesses the light of the day ;
Wliile gladly exclaim to each other the throng :

" He lives ! he is here ! He is not the sea's prey I
From the tomb, from the eddjnng waters' control,
The brave one has rescued his living soul ! "

And he comes, and they joyously round him stana

At the feet of the monarch he falls, —
The goblet he, kneeling, puts in his Jiand,

Auil the King to his beauteous daughter calls.
Who fills it with sparkl'ng wine to the brim ;
The youth turns' t-o the mouaxch, and speaks thus t«
him ; —

160 THE UlVSlIJ.

"'Long life to the King! Let all those be glaA

Who breathe in the Hght of the sky !
For below all is fearful, of moment sad ;

Let not man to tempt th ^ immortals e'er try,
Let him never desire the thing to see
That with terror and night they veil fiTaciously.

"I was torn below with t'.e speed of light.

When out of a cavern of -^oc'-
Eush'd tow'rds me a spring with furious might ;

I was seiz'd by the twofold torrent's wild shock,
A-nd like a top, with a whirl and a bonnd.
Despite all resistance, was whirl'd around.

"Then God pointed out, — for to Him I cried

In that terrible moment of need. —
A craggy reef in the gulf's dark side .

I seiz'd it in haste, and from death was then free^.
And there, on sharp corals, -vws hanging the cup,-—
She fathomless pit had else swallowed ii up.

For Tinder me lay it, still moiintain-deep.

In a darkness of jsurple-tinged dye,
And though to the ear all might seem then asleep

With shuddering awe 'twas seen l>y the eye
How the salamanders' and dragons' dread forma
Fill'd those terrible jaws of hell with their swarms.

"There crowded, in union fearful and black,

In a horrible mass entwin'd.
The rock-fish, the ray with the thorny back,

And the hammer-fish's inis-shapen kind,
And the shark, the hyena dread of the sea.
With his angry teeth, grinn'd fiercely on me.

" There hung I, by fulness of terror possess'd,

Where all huinaji aid was unknown,
Amongst phantoms, the only sensitive breast,

Li that fearful solitude all alone.
Where the voice of mankind could not reach to mine

Mid the monsters foul of that wilderness ureac



•'Thus BhudJ'ring incthought — when a Bometliius
crawK'd lu-ar,

Atiil a liuudred limbs it ont-flnng.
jwiid at. mo it snapp'd ; — in my mortal icar,

I left hold of tho coral to whicli I had clung ;
Thou tho wliirlpool sciz'd on me witli maddcu'd roar,
let 'twas Avell, for it brought me to light ouce more,"

Tho story, in wondormont hoars tho King,

And he says, " Tlio cup iathiuo own,
And I purpose also to give thee this ring,

Adora'd with a costly, a priceless stone,
If thoii'lt tiy ouce again, and bring word to me
What thou saw'st in the nethermost dei^ths of the sea.^^

His daughter hears this with emotions soft.

And with fluttering accent prays she :
" That fearful sport, father, attempt not too oft !

What none other would dare, he hath ventur'd for
If thy heart's wild longings thou canst not tame,
Let the knights, if they can, put the squire to shame."

The King then seizes the goblet in haste.

In the gulf he hurls it with might :
" Wlien the goblet once more in my hands thou has'J

Thou shalt rank at my coitrt as the noblest knight.
And hor as a bride thou shalt clasp e'en to-day.
Who for thee with tender comj)assiou doth pray."

Then a force, as from Heaven, descends on him there^

And lightning gleams in his eye,
And blushes he sees on her features Jo fair.

And he sees her turn pale, and swooning lie ;
Then eager the precious guerdon to win.
For life or for death, lo ! he jilunges iu !

The breakers they hear, and the breakers return.

Proclaimed by a thundering sound ;
They bend c>'or the gulf with glances that yearn,

And the Avaters are pouring iu fast around :
Though upwards and dowuwanls they rush and they

The youth is brought buck by no kiudly wave,



*' I CAN love thee well, believe me,

As a sister true ;
Other love, Sir Kuiglit, would grieve me.

Sore my heart would rue.
Calmly would I see thee going,

Calmly, too, appear ;
For those tears in silence flowing

Find no answer here."

^lus she speaks, — he hears her sadly,—

How his heartstrings bleed ! —
In his arms he clasps her madly,

Then he mounts his steed.
From the Switzer land collects he

All his warriors brave ; —
Cross on breast, their course directs he

To the Holy Grave.

In triumphant march advancing.

Onward moves the host.
While their morion plumes are dancing

Where the foes are most.
Mortal terror strikes the Paynim

At the chieftain's name ;
But tlie knight's sad tlioughts enchain him,.

Grief consumes his frame.

Twelve long months, with courage daring,

Peace he strives to find ;
Then at last, of rest despairing.

Leaves the host behind ;
Sees a ship, whose sails are swelling,

Lie on Joppa's strand ;
Ships him homeward for her dwelling,

In his own lov'd land.

Kow behold the pilgrim weary

At her castle gate !
But, alas ! these a(!cents dreary

tieal his mournful fate :■—


She thou seek'st, her troth hath plighted
To all-gracious Heavcu ;
To her God she was united
Yesterday at even! "

To his father's home for ever

Bids he now adieu ;
Sees no m^tre his arms and beaver,

Nor hi3 steed so true.
Tken descends he sadly, slowly, —

None suspect the sight, —
For a garb of penance lowly

Wears the noble knight.

Soon he now, the tempest braving.

Builds a humble shed.
Where, o'er lime-trees darldy waving.

Peeps the convent's head.
From the orb of day's first gleaming.

Till his race has run,
Hope in ev'ry feature beaming.

There he sits alone.

Tow'rd the convent straining ever

His uuweai'ied eyes, —
From ht r casement looking never

Till it open dies,
TiU the lov'd one, soft advancing,

Shows her gentle face,
O'er the vale her sweet eye glancing,

Fidl of angel-grace.

Then he seeks his bed of rushes,

Still'd all grief and pain,
Slumbering calm, till momiug's blushes

Waken life again.
Days and years fleet on, yet never

Breathes he jjlaiut or sighs.
On her casement gazuig ever.

Till it open Hies.

Till the lov'd one, soft advancing.

Shows her gentle face.
O'er the vale her sweet eye glancing,

Full cf ancel-erace.



Bnt, at length the morn returning,
Finds him dead and chill, —

Pale and wan, Lis gaze, Tvith yearning.
Seeks her casement still >


Why run the crowd ? "What means the tjirong

That rushes fast the streets along ?

Can Eh odes a prey to flames, then, be?

In crowds they gather hastily.

And, on his steed, a noble knight

Amid the rabble, meets my sight ;

Behind him — prodigy unknown ! —

A monster fierce they're drawing on ;

A dragon seems it by its shape,

With wide and crocodile-like jaw.
And on the knight and dragon gape,
In turns, the people, fill'd with awe.

And thousand voices shout with glee : —

" The fiery dragon come and see,

Who hind and flock tore limb from limb !—

The hero see, who vanquisb'd him !

Full many a one before him went,

To dare the fearful combat bent,

But none returned home from the fight ;

Honor ye, then, the noble knight ! "

And toward the convent move they all.

While met in hasty council there
The brave kniglits of the Hospital,

St. John the Baptist's Order, were.

Up to the noble Master sped
Tiie youth, with firm but modest tread ;
The people f ollow'd with wild shout,
And stood the landing-place about.
While thus outspoke that Daring One :— .
" My knightly dut^y I have done.
The dragon that laid waste the land
Has fallen 'neath my conquering hand.
The way is to the wanderer free.

The shepherd o'er the plains may rove 5
Across the mountains joyfully

The pilgrim to the shrine may m^ova."


But Rtomly loolc'tl tho princ- , and said :
"Tho hero's part thou ^v(•ll Imst play'd;
By couraf^e is the true kiiip;lit known, —
A dauutk'ss Binrii thou hast shown.
Yet speak ! What duty lirst should he
Kegard, Avho wouhl Christ's champion be,
Who wears tlie cmoh-in of the Cross?"
And all turned pale at his discoui-se.
Yet he replied, with noble grace,

While blushin^dy he bent him low :
"That he deserves so proud a place
Obedience best of all can show."

"My son," the Master answering spoke,

" Thy daring act this duty broke.

The conflict that the law forbade

Thou hast with impious mind essay'd."— -

" Lord, judge when all to thee is known.'*

The other spake, in steadfast tone,—

" For I the lawn's commands and will

Purpos'd with honor to fulfil,

I went not out with hecdh^ss thought,

Hoping tho monster dread to find :
To conquer in the fight I sought

By ctinning, and a j)rudent mind.

" Five of our noble Order, then

(Our faith could boast no b(>tter men),

Had by theu' daidng lost their life.

When thou forbadest us the strife.

And yet my lieart I felt a prey

To gloom, and panted for the fray ;

Ay, even in the stilly night,

In vision gasp'd I in the fight ;

And Avhen the glimm'ring morning came,

And of fresh troubles knowledge gav^
A raghig grief consum'd my frame.

And I resolv'd the thiiig to brave.

"And to myself I thus began :

' What is^ t adorns the youth, the man t

What actions of the heroes bold.

Of whom in aneient song we're told.

Blind heathendom rais'd up on higl*

To goillike fame and 'liguity ?


The world, by deeds knoA\Ti far and wide,
From mousters fierce they purified ;
riie lion in the fight they met,

And wrestled Antli the Minotaur,
Unhappy victims free to set,

And were not sparing of their gore.

♦* • Are none but Saracens to feel

The prowess of the Christian steel ?

False idols only shall he brave ?

His mission is the woi'ld to save :

To free it, by his sturdy arm,

From ev'ry hurt, from ev'ry harm ;

Yet wisdom must his courage bend,

And cunning must with strength contend.

Thus spake I oft, and went alone

The monster's traces to espy ;
Wlien on my mind a bright light shone, —

* I have it 1 ' was my joyful cry.

' To thee I went, and thus I spake :
'My homeward journey I would take.'
.Chou, lord, didst grant my prayer to me,— =
Then safely traversed I the sea ;
And, when I reached my native strand,
I caus'd a skillful artist's hand
To make a di'agon's image, true
To his that now so well I knew.
On feet of measure short v.'as plac'd

Its lengthy body's heavy load ;
A gcaly coat of mail embrac'd

The back, on wliich it fiercely show'd.

" Its stretching neck appear'd to swell.

And, ghastly as a gate of hell,

Its fearful jaws were open wide.

As if to seize the prey it tried ;

And ia its black mouth, rang"d about,

Its teeth in prickly rows stood out ;

Its tongue was like a sharp-edged sword,

And lightning from its small eyes pour'd ;

A serpent's tail of many a fold

Ended its body's monstrous span,
And round itself with fierceness roU'd,

So as to clasp both steed and man.


" I form'd the Avholo to nature true,
In sliiu of gri-y uud biJuuu.s hui; ;
Tart dragou it appear'd, part snake,
Eiigonder'd in tlid poisonous lako.
And, when the figure vas comiilete,
A pair of dogs I chose me, tieet.
Of mighty strength, of nimble pace,
Inur'd the savage boar to cliase;
The dragou, then, 1 made tlicm bait.
Inliaming tlieni to fury dread,
"With their sharp teeth to ueize it straight.
And with my voice their motions led.

" And, -where the belly's tender skin
AUow'd the tooth to enter in,
I tauglit them how to seize it there.
And, with tlnir fangs the part to tear.
I mounted, then, my Arab steed,
'The offspring of a noble breed ;
My hand a durt on high held forth,
And, when I had iiifl;uu'd his wrath,
I stuck my sharp spurs in his side.

And urgd him on as quick as thought,
And hurl'd my dart in circles wide,

As if to pierce the beast I sought.

•' And though my steed rear'd high in pain.
And champ'il and foara'd beneath the rein.
And though the dogs howl'd fearfulh%
Till they were calmed ne'er rested I.
This plan I ceaselessly pursued.
Till thrice the moon had been renew'd ;
And when tliey had been duly tauglit,
In swift shipshere I had them brought;
And since my foot these shores 1ms press'd.

Flown lias three morning's narrow spaQI
I scarce allow'd my limbs to rest

Ere I the mighty task began,

" For hotly was my bosom stirr'd
When of the land's fresh grief I heard ;
Shepherds of late had been his prey,
Wlieu in the marsh tiiey went astray.
I form'd my plans then hastily, —
Jdy heart was all that counsel'd mo, .


My squires iustructing to proceed,
I sprang upon my well-traiu'd steed,
And, foUow'd by my noble pair

Of dogs, by secret pathways rode.
Where not an eye could witness bear,

To find the monster's fell abode.

Thou, lord, must know the chapel well,
Pitch'd on a rocky pinnacle,
That overlooks the distant isle ;
A daring mind 'twas rais'd the pile.
Though humble, mean, and small it shows
Its walls a miracle enclose, —
The Virgin and her Infant Son,
Vow'd by the Three Kings of Cologne,
By three times thirty steps is led

The pilgrim to the giddy height ;
Yet, when he gains it with bold tread.

He's quicken'd by his Saviour's sight,

" Deep in the rock to which it clings,

A cavern dark its arms outfiings,

Moist with the neighboring moorland's dew.

Where heaven's bright rays can ne'er pierce throi

There dwelt the monster, there he lay.

His spoil awaiting, night and day ;

Like the hell-dragon, thus he kept

Watch near the shrine, and never slept ;

And if a hapless pilgrim chanced

To enter on tliat fatal way.
From out his ambush quick advanced

The foe, and seiz'd him as his prej,

*' I mounted now the rocky height.
Ere I commenced the fearful fight.
There knelt I to the Infant Lord.
And pardon for my sins implor'd.
Then in the lioly fane I placed
My shining armor round my waist,
My right hand grasp'd my javelin,-
The fight then AV(nit I to b(^gin ;
Instructions gave my squires among.

Commanding tliem to tarry there ;
Then on my steed I nimbly sprung,

Aud gave my spirit to God's care.


" Soon as I H'ac'li'd tlic; k-vcl plain,
My dogs fonnd unt the scent amain ;_
]\ly friglitcn'd horso soon rear'd on liigli,-
His fear I could not pacify,
For, coil'd np in a circle, lo !
There lay the iurco and hideous foe,
Sunning'himsclf upon the ground.
Straight at him rush'd each nimble hound ;
Yet thence they tuvn'd dismay'd and fast,

When he his gaping jaws op'd wide,
Vomited lorth his poisonous blast, _

And like the htnvling jackal cried.

" But soon their courage I restor'd ; ^
They seized with rage the foe ahhoiT'd,
Winlc I against the beast's loins threw
My spear Avith sturdy arm and time :
But, powerless as a bulrush frail,
It bomided from his coat of mail ;
And ere I could rcpc^at tlu^ throw,
My horse reel'd wildly to and fro
Before his basilisk-like look.

And at his poist)n-te(niing breath, —
Sprang back-s\ard, and Avith terror shook.

While I seem'd doom'd to certain deatho

" Then from my steed I nimbly spmng,
My shari>-ed;,'ed sword Avith vigor swung ;
Yet all iu vain my strokes I plied, —
I could not pierce his rock-like hide.
His tail A\ith fury lashing round,
Sudden he bore me to the ground
His jaws then opening fearfully.
With aiigry teeth he struck at me ;
But now my dogs, Avith Avrath ncAV-bom,

Eush'd on his belly Avith fierce bite,
So that, by di'eadful anguish torn,

He howling stood before my sight

" And ere he from their teeth was free,
I rais'd myself up hastily.
The Aveak place of the foe explor'd.
And in his entrails plunged my sword,
Siuking it even to the hilt ;
Black-gusliing forth, his blood was spilt,



Do^v^l sank lie, burying in liis fall
Me Avith liis body's giuiit ball,
So tliat my senses qnickly fled ;

And Mhen I woke A\ith strength reuew'd,
The dragon in his l)lood lay dead,

While, round me group'd my squires all stood.'*

The joyous shouts, so long suppress'd,
Now burst from ev'ry hearer's bi'east.
Soon as the knight these words had spoken ;
And ten times 'gainst the high vault broken.
The sound of mingled voices rang
Ke-echomg back with hollow clang.
The Order's sons demand, in haste,
That witii a crown his broAv be graced,
And gratefidly in triumph now

The mob the youth Avould bear along —
When, lo ! the ]\Iaster knit his brow,

And called for silence 'mongst the throng.

And said, " The dragon that this laud
Laid Avaste, thou sleAv'st Avitli daring hand ;
"Although the people's idle thou.
The Order's foe I deem thee now.
Thy breast has to a fiend more base
Thau e'en tliis dragon given place.
The serpent that the heart most stings,
And hatred and destruction brings,
That spirit is, Avhich stuljborn lies,

And impiously casts off the rein.
Despising order's sacred ties ;

'Tis that destroys the world amain.

" The Mameluke makes of courage boast,
Obedience decks the Christian most ;
For Avlwre our great r.r.d blessed Lord
As a moi'e servant wallc'd abroad.
The Fathers, on that holy ground.
This famous Ordc>r clior.o to found,
That arduous duty to fulfill,
To OA'ercome one's oavu selt'-Avill !
'Twas Idle glory mov'd thee there :

So take thee hence fi'om out my sight I
For Avho tho Lord's yoke cannot bear.

To wear his cross can have uo right."


A furious shout iioav raise the crowd,
The i)lace is filled -with outcries loud ;
The Bnlhr.Mi all for jmrdon cry ;
The y«)ulh in silence droops his eye —
Mutely his p-arnu-nt from him thnjws,
Kisses the Master's liand, and— rjoes.
But ho ]iursuea him Avith his gaze,
R(>calls him l()\-i!igly, and saAs :
"Let me emhraee tliee now, my son !

The harder fight is gaiu'd hy thee.
Take, then, this cross — the guerdon won

By self -subdued humility."




A GENTLE page "svas Fridolin,

And he his mistress dear,
Saveru's fair Countess, honor'd iu

All tnith and godly fear.
She was so meek, and, ah ! so good !
Yet each wish of her way\vard mood.

He would have studi'.'d to fulfil.

To please his God, with earnest will.

From the first hour when daylight shone

Till rang the vesper-chime,
He liv'd but for her will alone,

And deem'd e'en that scarce time.
And if she said, "Less aK>dous be 1"
His eye then glisten'd t(>arfully,

Thinking that he iu duty fail'd,

And so before no toil he quail'd.

And so, before her sening train,
The Countess lov'd to raise him ;

Wliile lu^r fair mouth, in endless strain;
Was ever wont to praise him.


Sbe never lieid him as lier slave,
Her heart a child's rights to him gave |
Her clear eye hung in fond delight
Upon his well-form'd features bright.

Soon in the huntsman Eobert's breast

Was poisonous anger fir'd ;
His black soul, long bv lust possess'd,

With malice ^vas inspir'd ;
He sought the Count, -whom, quick indeed,
A traitor might with case mislead,

As once from huntuig home they rode,

And in his heart susjpicion sow'd.

" Happy art thou, great Count, in truth,"

Thus cunnmgly he spoke ;
" For ne'er mistrust's euvenom'd tooth

Thy goldeu slumbers broke ;
A noble "wife thy love rewards.
And modesty her person guards.

The Temjiter v,-ill be able ne'er

Her true fidelity to snare."

A gloomy scowl the Count's eye fill'd :
" What's this thou say'st to me ?

Shall I on woman's virtue build.
Inconstant as the sea ?

TJie flatterer's mouth with ease may hire 5

My trust is placed on groiuid more sure.
No one, methiiiks, dare ever burn
To tempt the wife of Coimt Savern."

The other spoke : " Thou sayest it well ;

The fool deserves thy scorn
"WHio ventures on such thoughts to dwell,

A mere retainer born, —
Who tt) the lady he oT)eys
Fears not his wishes' lust to raise." —

" Wliat !" tremT)lingly the Count began,

" Dost speak, then, of a living man?" — .

" Is, then, tlie thing, to all reveal'd.

Hid from my master's view ?
Yet, sinc;e A\ith care from thee conceal'd,

I'd fain conceal it too " —



"Spoak quickly, villiiin ! speak or die !"

Exclniiu'il tlio other iViirlully.

" ^Vllo dares to look ou Ciuiigoud?"
" 'Tis the fair page that is so fond."

' He's not ill-shap'd in form, I wot,"

He craftily Avent on ;
The Count meanwhile felt cold and hot,

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