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valour now my quest. PAUL. Radiant he came, who left me hopeless, sad, But he will come no more,--this grace I had. POLY. What? Thinkest thou that I can jealous be? PAUL. An outrage this on him, on thee, on me! He came in peace, who all my peace hath marred. Who would run safely, every step must guard; The wife who danger courts but courts her fall My husband, aid me!--I would tell thee all! His worth, his charm, do my weak hearth enflame A traitor here! And he is aye the same! If I should gaze, and long--'gainst virtue, honour, sense, The citadel I yield, and mine my own defence! I know my virtues sure, and fair my fame, But struggle is defeat,--and combat shame! POLY. Oh, true thy shield, thy victory is won, He only who has lost thee is undone; His noble grief the cost of all my bliss, Ah, Cleopatra's pearl was naught to this! The more my faults I see, the more thy truth I learn, The more do I admire---- (Enter Cleon.) CLEON. My lord, the altars burn With holy fire. The victim they prepare; On thee alone they wait, our rites to share. POLY. Go, we do follow thee! PAUL. I cannot go; Severus flies my sight; to him I owe My absence--not, alas! to him alone! Go thou, and oh, remember he is great; In his sole hands Severus holds thy fate! POLY. A foe so great, so noble, is a friend, Oh, not from him the lance that Heaven will send! Exeunt Pauline, Stratonice and Cleon. NEAR. Where go'st thou? POLY. To the temple is the call. NEAR. What! Wouldst thou mingle in their heathen brawl? Thou art a Christian, and canst thou forget? POLY. Canst _thou_, who fore mine eyes the cross didst set? NEAR. Not mine their gods! POLY. He calls me! I must go! NEAR. I fly their altars! POLY. I would overthrow! Not mine to fly a worship I disown, By me Jehovah, King of kings, be known! Not mine to tremble as I kiss the rod! I conquer by the Cross, I fight for God! Thou wouldst abstain! For me another course From Heaven the call, and Heaven will give the force! What! Yield to evil! His Cross on my brow! His freemen we! O fight, Nearchus, now! For us ou
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