The Templars in Cyprus
Nono secth tho foundation, find thus, or e'er Ono looks for it, the holy Church is built.
And twirls her weathercock to right and left As veers tho wind !
CHAPLAIN. Silence, thou reckless railer !
"Where is tho Prior ?
NOFFO (pointing to the little door on the left).
There in tho little cell.
What said he when yon read my letter to him ?
Said ?—Naught ! nor word nor sound escaped his lips.
First ho stood still ; then listened, as though ho would
Scizo with his ears each separate syllable.
Then shook his head, and pale as death clutched hard
Tho prison stool. At length to Heaven ho raised
His eyes and clenched his fist ; then ground his teeth,
Then threw his head so violently back
As though by dislocation of his throat
To burst his swollen veins, and separate
By violence chin from throat. So firm his feet
Were planted on the floor, not twenty men
Methinks could have dislodged ono foot of his.
Then he began to laugh. I tell thee, Father,
Beelzebub will not more shrilly peal,
That day when he shall snatch thy sordid soul !
But soon this laugh to spell-bound stupor turn'd
And from his straining eyes two tears nnchecked
Fell down, while foam stood on his parted lips.
I gently laid my hand on his clenched fist,
And undesignedly he struck me with't
So rude a blow I could not see nor hear ;
Then stood he still, nor budged for half an hour ;
Then heaved a sigh a fathom deep, which soon
Was followed by lond cries, and staggering like
THE TEMPLARS IX CYPRUS.