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The apparent fatigue of the count say an Ave Maria. The count desires induces the countess to accompany him her to be quick. She falls on her knees to his apartment. When they enter, and pours forth a brief but fervent the count fastens the door, relates prayer; she then requests a few mowhat has passed, and desires his lady ments’ more delay that she may once to prepare for death. To all her re- more give suck to her infant son. What monstrances, he only replies with ter- modern poet, says Bouterwek, would rible brevity, that she must die before have thought of introducing so exquithe morning dawns. She begs him to site a touch of nature? The count forspare her only for her children's sake. bids her to awake the child. The unforThe count desires her to embrace, for tunate lady forgives her husband, but the last time, the youngest, whom she predicts, that within thirty days the has brought with her into the room king and his daughter will be sumasleep in her arms. She submits to moned before the tribunal of the Alher hard fate, and only asks for time to mighty. The count strangles her.

“He drew a kerchief round her neck—he drew it tight and strong,

Until she lay quite stiff and cold her chamber floor along;
He laid her then within the sheets, and kneeling by her side,
To God and Mary Mother in misery he cried.

“ Then called he for his esquires-Oh! deep was their dismay,
When they into the chamber came, and saw her how she lay.
Thus died she in her innocence, a lady void of wrong;
But God took heed of their offence—His vengeance stayed not long.

" Within twelve days, in pain and dole, the Infanta passed away ;

The cruel king gave up his soul upon the twentieth day.
Alarcos followed ere the moon had made her round complete :
Three guilty spirits stood right soon before God's judgment-seat."

The versified portion of this analy- very feelingly. After fainting through sis we have taken from Mr. Lock. terror at hearing the dreadful purport hart's version; that of Dr. Bowring, of her husband's visit, she slowly ad. however, along with imitating the vances and addresses him mournfully monorhythmical versification of the ori. thus:ginal, brings out occasionally the ten. derness and simplicity which are its “Thus, then, thus am I rewarded chief characteristics, in a manner, per- For my fond tidelity! haps, more striking than even the Kill me not-a better counsel elaborate and spirited transcript which I would offer, count, to thee. we have used. Such, for instance, is Send me to my native dwelling, the description of the wretched count

Where I passed my infancy ; after leaving the presence of the king,

I will educate your children, who had extorted from him the dread

Lead them-love them tenderly,

And preserve to thee as ever ful promise of destroying his wife :

An unbroken chastity.'

• Thou must die-must die, my countess, “Weeping mounts the Count Alarcos ;

Ere the morn wakes smilingly !
Weeping bitterest words is lie-

It were well, my Count Alarcos,
Weeping for his wife devoted,

Well if there were none but me;
Whom he loved so tenderly.

But I have an aged father-
Weeping for his infant children

(Oh! my mother tranquilly Infant children there were three,

Sleeps in death) my brother Garcia,
One was yet a helpless baby

He was murdered cruelly-
Nurscd upon his mother's knee;

He, the noble count, was murdered
Nurses three had bared their bosoms,

For the king's dark jealousy.
He rejected all the three;

Death afflicts me not, for mortal-
For he knew his tender mother,

Mortal I was born to be-
And upon her breast would be.

But my children's fate afflicts me,
Other two were little children,

They must lose my company.
Thoughtless, careless, gay and free."

Let them come and take my blessing,

They my last farewell must see.' In a later portion of the ballad, the Never shalt thou see them, countcss, entreaties of the countess are given Earth bas no such bliss for thee;

But embrace thy smiling infant,

which the American poet, Longfellow, Now condemned to orphancy :

asks—“ Is there in all the writings of Miserable is my duty

Homer an incident more touching or 'Tis the excess of misery.

more true to nature ?". Vain is all my wish, my lady,

Although we have by no means ex. Though I gave my life for thee

hausted the subject of the Spanish 'Tis thy doom-80 now commend thee To the Eternal Deity.'

ballads of chivalry in the present • Let me utter one petition,

paper, we cannot more appropriately One, in all humility.'

terminate the foregoing observations • Countess, ere the dawn of morning,

than by again quoting the elegant Pour thy offering speedily.'

writer just alluded to. After taking a Soon it will be said, Alarcos,

rapid but brilliant survey of the entire Sooner than an Ave-Marie.'

subject of Spanish metrical romance, This was her petition, bending


« Such are the ancient bal. In the dust her trembling knee:-- lads of Spain-poems which, like the Father! humbly I commend me, Gothic cathedrals of the middle ages, I commit my soul to thee;

have outlived the names of their build. Judge me not by what I merit, Judge me, Lord, benignantly ;

ers. They are the handiwork of wan. By Thy grace and gentle mercy,

dering, homeless minstrels, who, for And Thy love's benignity!

their daily bread, thus built the lofty Count—my count—the prayer is uttered, rhyme,' and whose names, like their Uttered as 'twas wont to be.

dust and ashes, have long been wrapped To thee I commend our children,

in a shroud."* " These poets,” says Born in love 'twixt me and thee; an anonymous writer,t “ have left beAnd while life is thine, Alarcos,

hind them no trace to which the imaPour thy prayers to heaven for me.'”

gination can attach itself; they have

* died and made no sign. We pass Then follows that most affecting in- from the infancy of Spanish poetry to cident of the poor countess asking for the age of Charles, through a long her baby to put him to her breast once vista of monuments without inscripmore before she dies -- an incident tions, as the traveller approaches the which cannot be read without emotion noise and bustle of modern Rome - which Bouterwek and the German through the lines of silent and unknown critics have praised in the manner tombs that border the Appian Way.” already mentioned, and concerning

• Longfellow's “ Poets and Poetry of Europe,” p. 626.
† Now known to be Mr. Forde. " Edinburgh Review." Vol. xxxix. p: 432.




" There has sprung up a secret Society, whose intrigues, and meetings, and objects are so carefully conccaled, as to defy all my endeavours to find them out." - Letter of Count Bolza to the Director of Police.

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A few days after the visit of Porro to Nina Ezzellinni, on the outskirts of a wood, on the road leading to Milan, the capital of Austrian Lombardy, might bave been seen three men, armed with carbines, conversing in a low tone together. The night was cold, and a sharp wind every now and then rustled through the trees, scattering the few leaves yet remaining, and which had, until then, withstood the approach of stern winter. The face of the inoon was obscured by thick and dark clouds rolling over the firmament of heaven, while in the distance were heard the slight vibrations of thunder, accom. panied with sudden flashes of lightning, indicative of an approaching storm.

Per Bacco !" exclaimed one of the men, “ how chilly the night is. I wish he would come, and let us finish our business."

“ Perhaps he has already passed. It seems to me we have been here fully two hours, and I think it is useless remaining any longer. By stopping here I shall also lose seeing our promised Capitano, who is to visit us for the first time this evening.”

“ No, no, Giacomo, « exclaimed the third man,

you are mistaken. We have not been here an hour yet, and it is only your impatient spirit which makes you imagine we here longer. What will not comrades say to us if we return without having accomplished the first business entrusted to our hands?"

“ I wish to perform it with credit, as much as you ; but I long to see what sort of man our Capitano is, in case he is thought worthy of being elected to the post, which two or three of my friends, who seem to have a guess as to who he is, entertain no doubt of his being.”

“ We are sure to be back in time, for he was not to arrive till one o'clock, and it is scarcely twelve yet. Let us

not, however, forget our instructions, and harm the man; for the Baron told us we were on no account to hurt him."

“ Not I," responded the comrade of Giacomo ; " although I can't say I should dislike to crack the skulls of a few of these barbarians. Per la Madre del Dio! I will still be revenged for the death of my brother."

“ We sball hear to-night what the Capitano says, and then we shall know when our work is to commence. But what a stronghold we have got; it would defy all the ingenuity of the commissary and his agents to find out where we meet,” said Giacomo.

“ Yes, it will not be an easy task to find us out. I did not think, a few years ago, when I was accused of be. ing joined in a conspiracy, I should ever be leagued with a real one."

“ Ilow was that ?” asked Giacomo. 6. Tell us the story while we are waiting for this fellow; it will serve to pass away the time.”

“ Well, if you wish, I will relate how my poor brother was murdered, and how I fell into the hands of our present masters, who, God forbid should long continue to be so. in the year of 1831, when there was a great talk in Milan of a revolution likely to take place. I was one night walking in the country with a few comrades. We were talking and laughing, for we were all young fellows, of about sixteen or twenty years of age, when a small body of soldiers came along the road, and commenced to call us by different names. My brother, Enrico, who was with me, a young fellow, full of spirit, could not well brook the insults of the soldiers. At length something was said to him which I did not well mind; but the instant the soldier who had addressed him had ceased speaking, he flung at him a stone, shouting out as he did so, We will kill you all, in a few days, in this

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way.' The soldiers immediately seized forward, bending branch after branch upon us all, and declared we were a aside that mighč bave impeded their band of conspirators, and they would further progress. A shrill whistle, bave their revenge upon us. They similar to the one which had given were all taken before the Commis- them notice of the approach of the sary ; for I, fortunately, escaped, by courier, startled the silence of the giving the soldiers who held me some night, hitherto broken by the wind money I had on me belonging to my and the roar of thunder. The three mother, who I knew would not care men stopped on hearing the sound; for it when she learned the purpose I and Giacomo, applying his finger had put it to. Poor Enrico Penuzia to his mouth, instantly repeated the was shot for being a conspirator, and signal. This was followed by two the rest of my comrades have never others, which were again repeated by been heard of since, although it is Giacomo, and the three then continued nearly six years ago."

their journey in perfect silence. They “ And what do you think has be- soon arrived at the top of a hill, where come of them ?" asked Giacomo. the trees were so thick they could

• Lingering in some dungeon, I scarcely force their road onwards. suspect. But, listen ; there is the Here the signal was again repeated, signal. Be ready to stop him.” and directly afterwards they were joined

A shrill whistle, that might almost by another man, who led them down be taken for the blast of the wind, the steep hill, which it would have been echoed along the road, and then again impossible to have descended, it being another, sounding much nearer. Pre- almost perpendicular, were it not for sently was heard the clattering of a the trees wbich they held by, as they horse's feet, and along the road came slowly descended one by one. A small galloping a man dressed in the uni

narrow opening presented itself a few form of a government courier. His hundred yards below in the hill, progress did not extend much fur- through which they crept, but soon ther, for scarcely had he proceeded a the space widened sufficiently to enable few hundred yards, when the three them to walk straight, feeling the walls men sprung out from the wood and on either side, for the passage was seized his horse's reins. The sudden totally enshrouded in darkness. At attack startled both the horse and his length a barrier opposed their further master, for the former, rearing and progress, and another signal was replunging furiously, upset the rider, quisite to enable the difficulty to be and, escaping from the man who held overcome. A noise was after a few him, galloped rapiilly away, and soon moments beard as if some iron madisappeared from sight. To seize hold chinery was at work, and the large of the rider, and rifle his person of the ponderous piece of wall slowly opened, despatches he bore from the Imperial presenting to their sight a strange and Court to the different members of the picturesque scene. Loinbardic Government, was the work The place they now entered was of a few moments ; and binding the a large cavern, either cut out by poor courier to a tree (from which in a art, or formed naturally. In the cenfew hours he was sure to be released), tre, built of stones, was erected a amidst his earnest supplications not to large table, and around it, formed by murder him, the party betook them- the same materials, was a number of selves away. Entering the wood again, seats, on which sat some fifty or sixty which extended over many a hill and


persons. On the table lay a misceldale, they proceeded quickly to tread laneous collection of arms, consisting a small path, which turned now to of guns, swords, pistols, and knives, the left and then to the right, seeming- intermixed with glasses and small casks ly as if it was interminable. After of wine. The countenances of the walking for the space of half an hour, persons assembled there presented they left the path entirely, and struck every variety of features, the dark and through the wood, where no sign of a bandsome ones of the south, with the road seemed ever to bave existed. bold and lighter ones of the northern The wood appeared, however, well part of Italy; while in their dress apknown to the men, for they expé. peared the same variety -- the coarse rienced no difficulty in making their coat of the artisan mingled with the way through; and they trod boldly fine-texture one of the gentleman. The end of the cavern was hung with large for in vain-a youth, rich in birth, in folds of black cloth, while on the top fortune, in patriotism. Companions of it, extending in the middle, hung a of our holy cause! Vengatori of our banner of a blood-red colour, on which country's rights! behold the chief was written in bold characters

worthy of your votes!”

The folds of the black cloth were " SOCIETY OF THE VENGATORI,

slowly drawn aside. In a small inner Formed on the Twenty-first day of August, 1847,

cave, hung with the same sombre hue, To redeem from slavery the land

before an altar, on which stood a huge of their Nativity.

crucifix, behind it the likeness of our Blessed be he who dies in its service!

Saviour encircled with a crown of Cursed the coward whose arm fails in its duty!" glory, was seen the manly and hand

some countenance of Alberico Porro, As the three men and the person glowing with eagerexpectation. Known who had joined them entered the ca- to everyone present, for most of the vern, they were welcomed by their persons belonged to the town of Padua companions, and room was made for and the city of Milan, a burst of apthem to sit down. A person who sat plause greeted his unexpected presence. at the head of the table, and who ap- Advancing a few paces, and gracefully peared to be a kind of leader, rose acknowledging the glad welcome he from his seat, and informed them their had received, he exclaimedpromised chief had arrived, and that “ Fellow-countrymen! but a short the business of the night would be pro- time ago returned from a foreign land ceeded with. Instantly a perfect si- to revisit my own, at the request of lence ensued, and nothing was heard an aged parent, I did little imagine, but the gathering up of the arms, as when entering Padua, I should be witeach person seized his own weapon.

ness to a deed of injustice and oppresThe Baron Pinaldi then entered the sion unworthy the age in which we live. cavern, and approached the head of I allude to what the greatest part of the table

you are acquainted with, the imprison“Companions and Vengatori !" he ment of the Signora Azellinni. Too exclaimed, “this night, the third of young when I left my native soil to unour meeting, we have met together derstand the miserable subterfuges of again, to see in what way we can ad- power, I have returned, with mind vance further our sacred cause. You expanded, to grasp and shift the exare all aware the object we have in ercise of undue imperial despotism. A view—the emancipation of our native lawless act committed before my sight, land from foreign oppression ; but none and which should have condemned the of us are acquainted with the means to perpetrators to a severe punishment, be employed in attaining this holy end. is not only allowed to pass over in si. By the rules of our order we are bound lence, my entreaties for redress un. to obey implicitly, at any bazard, the heeded, but is considered, in the estiorders of our chief, if that head be mation of Austrian wisdom, a fit act elected by the unanimous voice of our for reward. Do our masters think we body. We have hitherto thought and have sunk so low, that we have become pondered over such an election, but so debased in mind, so unheedful to notwithstanding the number of names the voice of pity, that murderers are to we have mentioned, not one has been walk our cities in triumph, not condeemed worthy of a general vote. To sidered even fit companions for us to place our lives, our future destinies, the associate with ? Yes, Italians, we have welfare of our country, at the command given them reason to think so, when of a single will, is a fearful responsio for thirty-two years we have borne bility; and yet to carry out successfully almost uncomplainingly this barbarous the ends of our order, it is impossible, Attila yoke. * It is time we should without such a trust, however great and awake to a proper sense of our mansolemn, be confided

Hitherto hood, to a thorough appreciation of our I have remained silent, thinking you shame, and, casting aside for ever the would have found one worthy of your fears which have kept us asunder, generous confidence, but you have unite with heart and hand to efface the failed in doing so. Vengatori, that burning brand of Cain from our brows. silence I now break, and declare to you I have come, therefore, to you this I have found the one you have sought night, fearless in heart and purpose, to


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