The Ridpath library of universal literatureA biographical and bibliographical summary of the world's most eminent authors . nishment approaches. The delin-quentsHave heard the sentence of the Consuls.—NowThink on the pangs of the distracted father.—The cleaving hatchet oer each neck impends.—Oh heaven ! my very heart is rent in twain!—I with my mantle am constrained to hideThe insufferable sight!—This may at leastBe granted to the father,—But ye, fix ye on them your eyes.—Now Rome,Free and eternal, rises from that blood, CoUatinus.—Oh superhuman strength ! Valerius.— Of Rome is Brutus The Fath
The Ridpath library of universal literatureA biographical and bibliographical summary of the world's most eminent authors . nishment approaches. The delin-quentsHave heard the sentence of the Consuls.—NowThink on the pangs of the distracted father.—The cleaving hatchet oer each neck impends.—Oh heaven ! my very heart is rent in twain!—I with my mantle am constrained to hideThe insufferable sight!—This may at leastBe granted to the father,—But ye, fix ye on them your eyes.—Now Rome,Free and eternal, rises from that blood, CoUatinus.—Oh superhuman strength ! Valerius.— Of Rome is Brutus The Father and the God. People.— Yes, Brutus is The Father and the God of Rome. Brutus.— I am The most unhappy man that ever lived. [The curtain falls while the lictors stand ready to strikethe blow.] Alfieri has united the beauties of art, unity,singleness of subject, and probability, the proper- 3IO VITTORTO ALFIERI ties of the French drama, to the sublimity ofsituation and character and the importantevents of the Greek theatre, and to the profoundthought and sentiment of the English stage.— ALFONSO II., King of Castile, flourished dur-ing the latter half of the twelfth century, succeed-ing to the crown in 1163, and died in 1196. Hiscourt was famous for the troubadours, who weredrawn thither by the monarchs patronage of theirart. The king is remembered for one prettysong: PARTING AND MEETING. Many the joys my heart has seen, From various sources flowing :From gardens gay and meadows green, From leaves and flowerets blowing, And spring her freshening hours these delight the bard; but hereTheir power to sadden or to cheerIn this my song will not appear, Where naught but love is glowing. When I remember our farewell, As from her side I parted,Sorrow and joy alternate swell, To think how, broken-hearted, While from her eyelids tear-drops started, Oh, soon, she said, my loved one, , soon, in pity re-appear ! Then back Ill fly, for non
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