All's very strange with mo to-day, God mend it! Most marvellous ! All that I do, I do As though 'twere only for appearance' sake. To-day there's such confusion—so much stir As, usually, would quito havo turned my head, Hut now 'tis all tho same to mo ! Ercwhile, I went down to the harbour whcro I saw The rigging of tho ship, and then, methonght, Some voice was whispering in my ear : " Heboid, That is thy winding sheet, nnd yonder bales Thy coffin, that shall on tho east-wind's wings To-morrow to thy fathers carry thee." MOLAY. Then bido thou here ! Enjoy well-earned repose, And take the quiet ruling of the House.1 COMMANDER. Nay ! leave me not behind, comrade in arms ! I'll go with thee, and warm my aged limbs Once more in that glad sun which has so oft Burnish'd my bloody spear ! and when in France, Old Hugo calls me to his halls, lay thou My body, in all its knightly panoply, In oaken coffin ; send it then to Aix In Provence, that I there may sleep in peaco Sepultured in my fathers' tomb. MOLAY. And who, Hngo, will lay my body in a grave ? (PURSUIVANT comes PURSUIVANT (to MOLAY-). The Acolytes— COMMANDER. Now all go well with thee ! I go to try and rest a little while. [( ' Namely, the Templar-House (or Prceeptory) at Limasol. 142 THE TEMPLARS IN CYPRUS.