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242ARIADNE.weakness, and the hot heavy air of the summer.ButIknewit,and Amphion, and Ersilia, whosefierce eyes clouded with the rush os' tears whenevershe looked uponher.AVhether she knew it herselfIcannot tell;shehad so little thought of herself. All her life hadpassed away to the dead in his grave and theliving man with his sin. If she could havegone to Hilarion,Ithink she woulcl still havefound strength to live.Out in the world of men, fame awaited her,forthemyriad tongues of it made her their theme ;and because herlaurel had grown out of passionand death, the world spoke but the more of it,and was readyto crown as its reigning capricethis woman of so much loveliness and so muchgenius who had been so faithlessly forsaken andso fatally beloved.But the world called in vahi.As well might the Satyrs and SUeni have triedto wake Ariadne, dead on the shore, with theshaft inher breast.Men came to me, great men and other menwhose trade it was to chaffer in the works of
ARIADNE. 243genius; and they aU told the same tale; and thetrumpets of Fame were blowing loud in herhonour yonder over the mountains, and Romeitself began to wake and say, " AVhat daughter ofmine is this that has the ancient strength andthe ancient graceinher ? "ButIheard them, and bade them go theirways.They came too late.The trumpets of Fame sounded but as theemptyhooting of the gnats;the voice of Romewas as the voice of Niobe calling in vain."You come too late,"Isaid to them; andmy eyes were dry and my brain was calm; forthe gods had done their worst, and the earthmight as well have perished for aught that itheld for me.The summer wore away;the desert winds blewhotly, filled with sand,and drivingit; and bringingthe pestilence from the reedy swamps and thefeebleness of slow sickness from the shallows ofthe river.The vastness of Rome lay under the sun hkea graveyard: Death had been digging thereK 2
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ARIADNE. 243genius; and they aU told the same tale; and thetrumpets of Fame were blowing loud in herhonour yonder over the mountains, and Romeitself began to wake and say, " AVhat daughter ofmine is this that has the ancient strength andthe ancient graceinher ? "ButIheard them, and bade them go theirways.<strong>The</strong>y came too late.<strong>The</strong> trumpets of Fame sounded but as theemptyhooting of the gnats;the voice of Romewas as the voice of Niobe calling in vain."You come too late,"Isaid to them; andmy eyes were dry and my brain was calm; forthe gods had done their worst, and the earthmight as well have perished for aught that itheld for me.<strong>The</strong> summer wore away;the desert winds blewhotly, filled with sand,and drivingit; and bringingthe pestilence from the reedy swamps and thefeebleness of slow sickness from the shallows ofthe river.<strong>The</strong> vastness of Rome lay under the sun hkea graveyard: Death had been digging thereK 2
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