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மயிலை சீனி. வேங்கடசாமி ஆய்வுக்களஞ்சியம் - 20

Yet oft revolved - as some pale hope deferred,

Seen indistinct in rearward depths of time Flashed as, when looked for least,

Thro' the rent cloud of battle flashes triumph.

And. reasoning with himself, 'the Mede', he said 'Recks not who sits upon the Scythian throne,

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So that the ruler pay

Grains of waste soil and drops of useless water:

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And if I render up an easy prey

The senseless king refusing terms so mild,

For such great service done

And for my rank among the Scythian riders,

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'The Mede would deem no man so fit as I

To fill the throne; whose heir he scorned as wife, And yield him dust and drops,

Holding the fealmS.and treasures of Omartes.'

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So, when the next day's sun began to slope,

The traitor stood before Zariades,

Gaining the hostile camp

From the mute grave.mound of his Scythian fathers.

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Plain as his simplest soldier's was the tent

Wherein the lord of half the Orient sate,

Alone in anxious thought,

Intent on new device to quicken conquest.

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But for the single sapphire in his helm,

And near his hand the regal silver urn,

Filled with the sparkling lymph,

Which, whatsoe'er the distance, pure Choaspes

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Sends to the lips of Achaemenian kings,

The Asian ruler might to Spartan eyes

Have seemed the hardy type

Of Europe's manhood crowned in Lacedaemon.

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