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n wave, goes thundering on. High o'er the rest, the chief is seen-- There wends the Knight with modest mien; Pours through the galleries raised for all Above that Hero-council Hall, The crowd--And thus the Victor One:-- "Prince--the knight's duty I have done. The Dragon that devour'd the land Lies slain beneath thy servant's hand; Free, o'er the pasture, rove the flocks-- And free the idler's steps may stray-- And freely o'er the lonely rocks, The holier pilgrim wends his way!" A lofty look the Master gave, "Certes," he said; "thy deed is brave; Dread was the danger, dread the fight-- Bold deeds bring fame to vulgar knight; But say, what sways with holier laws The knight who sees in Christ his cause, And wears the cross?"--Then every cheek Grew pale to hear the Master speak; But nobler was the blush that spread His face--the Victor's of the day-- As bending lowly--"Prince," he said; "His noblest duty--TO OBEY!" "And yet that duty, son," replied The chief, "methinks thou hast denied; And dared thy sacred sword to wield For fame in a forbidden field." "Master, thy judgment, howsoe'er It lean, till all is told, forbear-- Thy law in spirit and in will, I had no thought but to fulfil. Not rash, as some, did I depart A Christian's blood in vain to shed; But hoped by skill, and strove by art, To make my life avenge the dead. "Five of our Order, in renown The war-gems of our saintly crown, The martyr's glory bought with life; 'Twas then thy law forbade the strife. Yet in my heart there gnaw'd, like fire, Proud sorrow, fed with stern desire: In the still visions of the night, Panting, I fought the fancied fight; And when the morrow glimmering came, With tales of ravage freshly done, The dream remember'd, turn'd to shame, That night should dare what day should shun. "And thus my fiery musings ran-- 'What youth has learn'd should nerve the man; How lived the great in days of old, Whose Fame to time by bards is told-- Who, heathens though they were, became As gods--upborne to heaven by fame? How proved they best the hero's worth? They chased the monster from the earth-- They sought the lion in his den-- They pierced the Cretan's deadly maze-- Their no
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