scended to entreaty, reminding them that their mistress, herself a maiden queen, could not wish they should withhold the boon. Perceiving that the earls still demurred, tears of indignation started to her eyes, and she vehemently exclaimed, "I am cousin to your queen, am descended of the blood royal of Henry the Seventh, am dowager queen of France, anointed queen of Scotland." 10. The earl of Kent no longer resisted her importunity; and she chose from her domestics Melvin (who was allowed to bear her train), her physician, and two female attendants. In this manner she proceeded, till she once more found herself in the hall of Fotheringay Castle, and in the presence of three hundred spectators, who beheld, with looks of commiseration, the symptoms of infirmity and suffering which her person indicated. Although the symmetry of her form had long been destroyed, her air bespoke majesty, her complexion was still fine, her eyes retained their touching sweetness of expression, and her countenance was lighted up by a smile of devout exultation. 11. At one end of the hall, so lately the scene of judicial pageantry, appeared a platform, somewhat raised from the ground, hung with green cloth, and inclosed by an iron railing which was evidently prepared for the sanguinary spectacle, though, by a mockery of refinement, the symbols of death were concealed from the prisoner's view, and she could neither discern the block, which was covered with black, nor recognize the executioners, who, in the manner of Turkish mutes, stood behind the sable ǎrras. 12. To this spot Mary advanced with dignified composure, when she suffered herself to be lifted to the stage by her faithful Melvin, and was immediately placed on a seat provided for her accommodation. Her attendants followed, and among them glided in a little terrier dog, who, crouching down with the privilege of an established favorite, hid itself under the train of her dress. The queen sat facing the spectators. On her right stood the two earls; on the left, the sheriff and Beal. 13. The warrant for her execution having been read, Mary, in an audible voice, addressed the assembly. She called on them to recollect that she was a sovereign. princess, not subject to the Parliament of England, but brought there to suffer by injustice and violence. She, however, thanked her God that He had given her this opportunity of publicly professing her religion, and of declaring, as she had often before declared, that she had never imagined, nor compassed, nor consented to the death of the English queen, nor ever sought the least harm to her person. 14. Mary was interrupted in her remarks by Dr. Fletcher, dean of Peterborough, who approached the platform to expostulate with her on the errors of her faith. It was in vain that she replied that her principles were fixed and unchangeable. He persisted in reciting an English prayer, during which she repeated in Latin the office to the Virgin, and then prayed aloud in English for the afflicted church, for the queen of England, and for her son, the king of Scotland; and, in conclusion, holding up the crucifix, exclaimed, "As thy arms, O God, were stretched out upon the cross, so receive me into the arms of thy mercy, and forgive my sins." 15. When her maids began to disrobe their mistress, the executioners, fearing the loss of their usual perquisites, hastily interfered. The queen remonstrated, and divesting herself of her ornaments, turned, with a blush on her forehead, to the earls, and smilingly remarked that she was not accustomed to employ such grooms, nor to be disrobed in the presence of so numerous a company. Then perceiving that her female attendants could no longer control their grief, she ten derly embraced them, begging that for her sake they would perform the last service. 16. Instantly Jane Kennedy produced a perfumed silk handkerchief, edged with thistles of gold, pressed it devoutly to her lips, and then bandaged the eyes of her beloved mistress, and retired. Kneeling down, Mary felt for the block, which till this moment had been covered, laid her head on it, and grasping the chain by which her crucifix was suspended, softly repeated, “In thee, O Lord, have I put my trust; let me never be confounded. Into thy hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit." 17. The fatal blow was then given; but the sobs and groans of the spectators had disconcerted the headsman and caused him to tremble so, that he missed his aim, inflicting a deep wound in the lower part of the skull. The queen groaned slightly, but remained motionless. At the third stroke her head was severed from her body. The executioner held up the head, and cried, "God save Queen Elizabeth." "So perish all her enemies," added Dr. Fletcher, dean of Peterborough. "So perish all the enemies of the Gospel!" exclaimed the fanatical earl of Kent. Not a voice was heard to cry amen. 18. During this mournful spectacle Mary's little favorite dog, starting from the robes under which he had been concealed, lavished caresses on the insensible corpse; and lying down between the headless shoulders, moaned piteously whilst he licked the blood of his murdered mistress. Touched by this instance of brute sympathy, the executioner suffered him to keep his place; and even the earl of Kent showed the poor animal an indulgence denied to the last moments of Mary Stuart. The dog is said to have refused food and to have died in two days after his mistress. XL. — GRAY'S ELEGY a fixion prom WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. For more than a century this Elegy has kept its place as one of the master. pieces of English verse. It has the threefold charm of exquisite diction, musical versification, and appropriate sentiment. In consenting to its publication the author wrote to Dodsley, the publisher, in 1751, "Print it without any interval between the stanzas, because the sense is in some places continued beyond them." Accordingly in the early editions it was printed, not in separated, but in continuous stanzas. The stanzas which Gray regarded as continuous, here end either with a colon, a semicolon, or a comma. For PORE, STORIED, WEARY, see §§ 11, 28; SOLITARY (a short), § 29; SHRILL, § 9; pronounce DOST, dust, wonted, wunted, E'ER, air, the ea in HEARTH as in heart. See in Index, CURFEW, HOUSEWIFE, MOULDER or MOLDER, Plowman, STREW, TROPHY, WAN, GRAY. Delivery. The style, though meditative, belongs to the emotional class. The rate of utterance should be between medium and slow, force gentle, pitch middle, pauses short. Generally the falling slide should be used, at all the grammatical pauses except the comma. The majestic music of the versification should be conveyed both in the modulation and the quality of the tones. I. THE Curfew tolls the knell of parting day, II. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, III. Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower The moping owl does to the moon complain IV. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. V. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. VI. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or climb his knees, the envied kiss to share. VII. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! VIII. Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. IX. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, The paths of glory lead but to the grave. X. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, XI. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? XII. Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyrag |