Count Julian

Name: Count Julian
Author: Walter Savage Landor

by Walter Savage Landor

Pages: about 63
Category: Literature & Fiction
Language: English
Reading time: 70 min at 250 wpm

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Opas. See her, Count Julian: if thou lovest God, See thy lost child.
Jul. I have avenged me, Opas, More than enough: I sought but to have hurled The brands of war on one detested head, And died upon his ruin. O my country! O lost to honour, to thyself, to me, Why on barbarian hands devolves thy cause, Spoilers, blasphemers!
Opas. Is it thus, Don Julian, When thy own ofspring, that beloved child, For whom alone these very acts were done By them and thee, when thy Covilla stands An outcast, and a suppliant at thy gate, Why that still stubborn agony of soul, Those struggles with the bars thyself imposed? Is she not thine? not dear to thee as ever?
Jul. Father of mercies! show me none, whene’er The wrongs she suffers cease to wring my heart, Or I seek solace ever, but in death.
Jul. What have I done already? All my peace Has vanished; my fair fame in after-times Will wear an alien and uncomely form, Seen o’er the cities I have laid in dust, Countrymen slaughtered, friends abjured!
Jul. Alone now left me, filling up in part The narrow and waste intervals of grief: It promises that I shall see again My own lost child.
Jul. Till I have met the tyrant face to face, And gain’d a conquest greater than the last; Till he no longer rules one rood of Spain, And not one Spaniard, not one enemy, The least relenting, flags upon his flight; Till we are equal in the eyes of men, The humblest and most wretched of our kind, No peace for me, no comfort, no—no child!
Opas.

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