Three horses had I slain beneath me: twice

I thought that all was lost. Since I knew battle,

And that was from my boyhood, never yet

No, by the splendor of God - have I fought men

Like Harold and his brethren, and his guard

Of English. Every man about his king Fell where he stood. They loved him: and, pray God

My Normans may but move as true with me

To the door of death. Of one self. stock at first,

Make them again one people - Norman, English;

And English, Norman; we should have a hand

To grasp the world with, and a foot to stamp it

Flat. Praise the Saints. It is over. No more blood!

I am king of England, so they thwart me not,

And I will rule according to their laws. (To Aldwyth.) Madam, we will entreat thee with all honor. Aldwyth. My punishment is more than I can bear.

[Reading the scroll.

"To the admired Camma, wife of Sinnatus, the Tetrarch, one who years ago, himself an adorer of our great goddess, Artemis, beheld you afar off worshipping in her Temple, and loved you for it, sends you this cup rescued from the burning of one of her shrines in a city thro' which he past with the Roman army: it is the cup we use in our marriages. Receive it from one who cannot at present write himself other than

"A GALATIAN SERVING BY FORCE IN THE ROMAN LEGION." [Turns and looks up to boy. Boy, dost thou know the house of Sin