Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-11-01

They never called me girl. those mighty
They knew no sex, they took me to their
hearts
As if were boy. oh, the wild thrill
That tingled in the veins, when the strong
Winds came bowling like pack of hungry
That make the wintry forests terrible
Beneath the Norland moon! ''shriek on l
"Rave: howl. roar. below. till you split your
throats!
You cannot mar the pinnacled repose
OF these huge mountain tops. They are NOV
women!"
why, what an idle rage is this. AMI
The Guenevere those still grand mountains
know?
This is a bridal garment that wear.
am another Guenevere. a thing
know not what. go to new lie:
have ordered a new pair of manacies-
Arthur? As well Arthur as another-
/ care not. If must, must To i've
The old life is no longer tolerabie.
The new may at least be joylessly endured.
Loved Another, Though Bride.
After the wedding Arthur is hurriedly
called away to suppress an uprising In
Cornwall, and Gsencvere first meets LassssceIof
during the Kings absence. The first meet
ing proves fatal for them, and marks the
date of the birth of their passionate love.
A fine passage, full of sweet imagery, is in
this scene where Ldaracelet answers Gaenegere
to her question concerning his past:
Nay, little that can remember. lam
Strangely unable to distinguish one
Good or i'll hap out Of the blur of things,
Battles and Journeys, one much like the
other,
And lost already in the murmurous past.
/ feel as if were just born to-day
With life before me like this summer air,
flushed. as in waiting for a bird to sing,
Who yet delays, and all is fresh and fair,
And hope stands hnshing IKE rosy poy
Upon q threshold which he fears to cross.
The rapid development of their love is
partly due to the fact that some few years
back Launcelot had been saved from death
by Gae,leuee, who, wandering through the
hills and seeing a strange knight in dis
tress, had sent Dagonet, the jester, and her
attendant to minister him help. To his ref
erence to having seen her before without
knowing who she was, she says:
Have you seen me, then, beforef
And you remember it and forgetf
Ld,saceIot-I should have died of faintness
in the hills if Won had not stood by.
Guenepere-What, we're you he
Whom Dagonet the Fool savedf
Lduncelot- am he.
GuenepeTe-How strangely are the threads
OF life iDwovenl
Their love is soon discovered by Morgdlass
the intriguing Queen of Orkney, who, jeal-
Gus of arthur and wishing to revenge herself
upon him for his indifference to her, is con-
spring with the Roman Ambassador to de-
stroy the autonomy of the kingdom
Female MephistopheIes.
In Morgause the author has shaped most in
teresting character, and one of the best in the
play. In his conception of her he has resorted
to an unalloyed realism, strong, at times re-
pellant, but always artistic There is a
touch often of the Mephistophelean about
her, and We have her in this mood when she
is plotting to subvert the kingdom and franz
ing with Lddi,sds, her paramour, the charges
to be made to Arti,r against the Queen and
Lauacsot Noryaass says:
This work Of ours
Casts Britain to the pit for the beasts OF war
To glut their bloodthirst on. What's that to
This upstars Queen and that false-hearted
Who ppafil pcail himself her husband and my
brother
She lied. my mother. when she said she bore
And. If be be her husband, what proves
that
But that he is perjurer? If she 'scape.
He may be slain; and if they live, the shame
Will daub them till they die. In any case
/ have revenge. could carouSe Tonight
Till the elves startled in the glens to hear
The echo of my revelry. Come, kiss me!
Oh, Ladinas, / am drunk with merriment.
Againl Again! My blood is flames of fire.
Ludsnas-Your lips burn and your checks
are hot. Morgausei
My pantheress! My splendid DEVIL
The Faith Of Peredure.
ton and specimen of the authors versa