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 For the rest, accomplished, upright,—ay, and standing by his order With a bearing not ungraceful; fond of arts, and letters too; Just a good man, made a proud man,—as the sandy rocks that border A wild coast, by circumstances, in a regnant ebb and flow.

Thus, I knew that voice—I heard it—and I could not help the hearkening: In the room I stood up blindly, and my burning heart within Seemed to seethe and fuse my senses, till they ran on all sides, darkening. And scorched, weighed, like melted metal, round my feet that stood therein.

And that voice, I heard it pleading, for love*s sake—for wealth, position, For the sake of liberal uses, and great actions to be done—