No More Learning

[Illustration: "O THERE ABOVE THE LITTLE GRAVE, WE KISS'D AGAIN WITH
TEARS. "]




FROM "HAROLD. "


_Tostig. _ What for Norway then?
He looks for land among us, he and his.

_Harold. _ Seven feet of English land, or something more,
Seeing he is a giant.

_Tostig. _ That is noble!
That sounds of Godwin.

_Harold. _ Come thou back, and be
Once more a son of Godwin.

_Tostig_ (_turns away_). O brother, brother,
O Harold--

_Harold_ (_laying his hand on Tostig's shoulder_). Nay then, come
thou back to us!
_Tostig_ (_after a pause turning to him_). Never shall any man
say that I, that Tostig
Conjured the mightier Harold from the North
To do the battle for me here in England,
Then left him for the meaner! thee! --
Thou hast no passion for the House of Godwin--
Thou hast but cared to make thyself a king--
Thou hast sold me for a cry--
Thou gavest thy voice against me in the Council--
I hate thee, and despise thee, and defy thee.
Farewell for ever! [_Exit. _

_Harold. _ On to Stamford-bridge!

[Illustration: "NAY THEN, COME THOU BACK TO US! "]




FROM "THE REVENGE. "


And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea,
But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.
Ship after ship, the whole night long, their high-built galleons came,
Ship after ship, the whole night long, with her battle-thunder and
flame;
Ship after ship, the whole night long, drew back with her dead and her
shame.
For some were sunk and many were shatter'd, and so could fight us no
more--
God of battles, was ever a battle like this in the world before?

And the night went down, and the sun smiled out far over the summer
sea,
And the Spanish fleet with broken sides lay round us all in a ring;
But they dared not touch us again, for they fear'd that we still could
sting,
So they watch'd what the end would be.
And we had not fought them in vain,
But in perilous plight were we,
Seeing forty of our poor hundred were slain,
And half of the rest of us maim'd for life
In the crash of the cannonades and the desperate strife;
And the sick men down in the hold were most of them stark and cold,
And the pikes were all broken or bent, and the powder was all of it
spent;
And the masts and the rigging were lying over the side.

[Illustration: "SHIP AFTER SHIP, THE WHOLE NIGHT LONG, WITH HER
BATTLE-THUNDER AND FLAME.