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westward ho-第13章

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ight; you eyes; she head; and you the hands;       In fair proportion knit by heavenly hands;       Servants in queen; and queen in servants blest;       Your only glory; how to serve her best;       And hers how best the adventurous might to guide;       Which knows no check of foemen; wind; or tide;       So fair Eliza's spotless fame may fly       Triumphant round the globe; and shake th' astounded sky!〃


With which sufficiently bad verses Loyalty passed on; while my Lady Bath hinted to Sir Richard; not without reason; that the poet; in trying to exalt both parties; had very sufficiently snubbed both; and intimated that it was 〃hardly safe for country wits to attempt that euphuistic; antithetical; and delicately conceited vein; whose proper fountain was in Whitehall。〃  However; on went Loyalty; very well pleased with himself; and next; amid much cheering; two great tinsel fish; a salmon and a trout; symbolical of the wealth of Torridge; waddled along; by means of two human legs and a staff apiece; which protruded from the fishes' stomachs。  They drew (or seemed to draw; for half the 'prentices in the town were shoving it behind; and cheering on the panting monarchs of the flood) a car wherein sate; amid reeds and river…flags; three or four pretty girls in robes of gray…blue spangled with gold; their heads wreathed one with a crown of the sweet bog…myrtle; another with hops and white convolvulus; the third with pale heather and golden fern。  They stopped opposite Amyas; and she of the myrtle wreath; rising and bowing to him and the company; began with a pretty blush to say her say:


     〃Hither from my moorland home;       Nymph of Torridge; proud I come;       Leaving fen and furzy brake;       Haunt of eft and spotted snake;       Where to fill mine urns I use;       Daily with Atlantic dews;       While beside the reedy flood       Wild duck leads her paddling brood。       For this morn; as Phoebus gay       Chased through heaven the night mist gray;       Close beside me; prankt in pride;       Sister Tamar rose; and cried;       'Sluggard; up! 'Tis holiday;       In the lowlands far away。       Hark! how jocund Plymouth bells;       Wandering up through mazy dells;       Call me down; with smiles to hail;       My daring Drake's returning sail。'       'Thine alone?' I answer'd。  'Nay;       Mine as well the joy to…day。       Heroes train'd on Northern wave;       To that Argo new I gave;       Lent to thee; they roam'd the main;       Give me; nymph; my sons again。'       'Go; they wait Thee;' Tamar cried;       Southward bounding from my side。       Glad I rose; and at my call;       Came my Naiads; one and all。       Nursling of the mountain sky;       Leaving Dian's choir on high;       Down her cataracts laughing loud;       Ockment leapt from crag and cloud;       Leading many a nymph; who dwells       Where wild deer drink in ferny dells;       While the Oreads as they past       Peep'd from Druid Tors aghast。       By alder copses sliding slow;       Knee…deep in flowers came gentler Yeo       And paused awhile her locks to twine       With musky hops and white woodbine;       Then joined the silver…footed band;       Which circled down my golden sand;       By dappled park; and harbor shady;       Haunt of love…lorn knight and lady;       My thrice…renowned sons to greet;       With rustic song and pageant meet。       For joy! the girdled robe around       Eliza's name henceforth shall sound;       Whose venturous fleets to conquest start;       Where ended once the seaman's chart;       While circling Sol his steps shall count       Henceforth from Thule's western mount;       And lead new rulers round the seas       From furthest Cassiterides。       For found is now the golden tree;       Solv'd th' Atlantic mystery;       Pluck'd the dragon…guarded fruit;       While around the charmed root;       Wailing loud; the Hesperids       Watch their warder's drooping lids。       Low he lies with grisly wound;       While the sorceress triple…crown'd       In her scarlet robe doth shield him;       Till her cunning spells have heal'd him。       Ye; meanwhile; around the earth       Bear the prize of manful worth。       Yet a nobler meed than gold       Waits for Albion's children bold;       Great Eliza's virgin hand       Welcomes you to Fairy…land;       While your native Naiads bring       Native wreaths as offering。       Simple though their show may be;       Britain's worship in them see。       'Tis not price; nor outward fairness;       Gives the victor's palm its rareness;       Simplest tokens can impart       Noble throb to noble heart:       Graecia; prize thy parsley crown;       Boast thy laurel; Caesar's town;       Moorland myrtle still shall be       Badge of Devon's Chivalry!〃


And so ending; she took the wreath of fragrant gale from her own head; and stooping from the car; placed it on the head of Amyas Leigh; who made answer

〃There is no place like home; my fair mistress and no scent to my taste like this old home…scent in all the spice…islands that I ever sailed by!〃

〃Her song was not so bad;〃 said Sir Richard to Lady Bath〃but how came she to hear Plymouth bells at Tamar…head; full fifty miles away?  That's too much of a poet's license; is it not?〃

〃The river…nymphs; as daughters of Oceanus; and thus of immortal parentage; are bound to possess organs of more than mortal keenness; but; as you say; the song was not so baderudite; as well as prettily conceivedand; saving for a certain rustical simplicity and monosyllabic baldness; smacks rather of the forests of Castaly than those of Torridge。〃

So spake my Lady Bath; whom Sir Richard wisely answered not; for she was a terribly learned member of the college of critics; and disputed even with Sidney's sister the chieftaincy of the Euphuists; so Sir Richard answered not; but answer was made for him。

〃Since the whole choir of Muses; madam; have migrated to the Court of Whitehall; no wonder if some dews of Parnassus should fertilize at times even our Devon moors。〃

The speaker was a tall and slim young man; some five…and…twenty years old; of so rare and delicate a beauty; that it seemed that some Greek statue; or rather one of those pensive and pious knights whom the old German artists took delight to paint; had condescended to tread awhile this work…day earth in living flesh and blood。  The forehead was very lofty and smooth; the eyebrows thin and greatly arched (the envious gallants whispered that something at least of their curve was due to art; as was also the exceeding smoothness of those delicate cheeks)。  The face was somewhat long and thin; the nose aquiline; and the languid mouth showed; perhaps; too much of the ivory upper teeth; but the most striking point of the speaker's appearance was the extraordinary brilliancy of his complexion; which shamed with its whiteness that of all fair ladies round; save where open on each cheek a bright red spot gave warning; as did the long thin neck and the taper hands; of sad possibilities; perhaps not far off; possibilities which all saw with an inward sigh; except she whose doting glances; as well as her resemblance to the fair youth; proclaimed her at once his mother; Mrs。 Leigh he
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