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CHARONDAS.

He lifted his forehead, and stood at his height,
And gathered the cloak round his noble age,
This man, the law-giver, Charondas the Greek;
And loud the Eubœans called to him: “Speak,
We listen and learn, O sage!”
“In peace shall ye come where the people be,”
Spake the lofty figure with flashing eyes:
“But whoso comes armed to the public hall
Shall suffer his death before us all.”
And the hearers believed him wise.
The years sped quick and the years dragged slow;
In council oft was the throng arrayed,

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But never the statued chamber saw
The gleam of a weapon; for loving the law,
The Greeks from their hearts obeyed.
War's challenge knocked at the city gates;
Students flocked to the front, grown bold;
The strong men, girded, faced up to the north;
The women wept to the gods; and forth
Went the brave of the days of old.
Peace winged her flight to the city gates;
Young men and strong, they followed fast
Back to the breast of their fair, free land:
Charondas, afar on the foreign strand,
Remained at his post the last.
Their leader he, in war as in word,
The fire of youth for his life-long lease,
The strength of Mars in the arm that stood
Seven hot decades upheld for good
In the turbulent courts of Greece.

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The fight is finished, the council meets.
Who is the tardy comer without
In cuirass and shield, and with clanking sword,
Who strides up the aisles without a word,
Rousing that awe-struck shout?
The tardy comer home from the field—
Great gods! the first to forget and belie
The law he honored, the law he formed:
“Charondas—stand! you enter armed,”
With a shudder the hundreds cry.
The men who loved him on every side,
The men he led to the victor's gain,
He paused a moment, the fearless Greek;
A sudden glow on his ashen cheek,
A sudden thought in his brain.
“I seal the law with my soul and might:
I do not break it,” Charondas said.
He raised his blade, and plunged to the hilt.
Ah! vain their rush, for in glory and guilt,
He lay on the marble, dead.