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 you are described to me as a worshipper of Minerva--remember you aught of these lines?"

Tressilian's heart was too heavy, his prospects in life too fatally blighted, to profit by the opportunity which the Queen thus offered to him of attracting her attention; but he determined to transfer the advantage to his more ambitious young friend, and excusing himself on the score of want of recollection, he added that he believed the beautiful verses of which my Lord of Leicester had spoken were in the remembrance of Master Walter Raleigh.

At the command of the Queen, that cavalier repeated, with accent and manner which even added to their exquisite delicacy of tact and beauty of description, the celebrated vision of Oberon:--

"That very time I saw (but thou couldst not),    Flying between the cold moon and the earth,     Cupid, allarm'd:  a certain aim he took     At a fair vestal, throned by the west;     And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow,     As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts:     But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft     Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon;     And the imperial vot'ress passed on,     In maiden meditation, fancy free."

The voice of Raleigh, as he repeated the last lines, became a little tremulous, as if diffident how the Sovereign to whom the homage was addressed might receive it, exquisite as it was. If this diffidence was affected, it was good policy; but if real, there was little occasion for it. The verses were not probably new to the Queen, for when was ever such elegant flattery long in reaching the royal ear to which it