VOL.XI.
MAY,
1886.
NO. 8.
EDITORS: J. 0. ALDERMAN,
Mu Sigma Rho, { H. F. Cox, L. ,J. HALEY,
JR.
T. R. CORR, Philologian,{ C. A. FOLK, H. N. PHILLIPS.
Business Manager-W. A. BORUM. Assistant Business Manager-"J. L. BHOWN.
-Valenti11c•s
"And1•01nacbc."
In the open court-yard sitting, Througl\. her loose hair soft airs flitting; 'fo the battle-field she gazes With a wondrous-thoughtful eye, Where brave Hector' s helmet blazes And his wet sword gleams aby.
In the distant strife her heart is, Where the crested warrior-parties Hard contend with sword s and axe s, Aided by the factious gods; There, no arm, till death relaxe s, Rests, while bright Apollo .nods.
Hopeless her right arm is hanging, Sharp her ears now catch the clanging And tl:Je battle's clash and roaring, And her thin lips quiver now : Through her brain dark dreams are soaring, And they pale her Grecian brow.
Gone is Hector to the battle, 'Round him roar its ring and rattle, And Andromache has lost him, For he ne'er will come again; This last charge his soul will cost him, By godlike Achilles slain.
On her lap the thread is broken,From the gods a fatal token, For they spin the threads of living Unto men with textnrc fine,And Andromache's misgivin)!; Answers to the broken sign.
And the Grecian wife is spousele ssFatherle ss th e boy-a .nd housele ss Soon-and slaves to conquerors bendingWidow-orphan-royal yet,Yet no arin to raise, defending, For the warrior' s sun is set.
Young Astyanax is trying, Innocent of her soft sighing, To call down the mother's smiling, That fond smile so used his own ; But, from all the boy's beguiling, Has the mother's spirit flown.
Noble, lofty, grand ideal Hath the sculptor wrought i~ real Figure here; and it will follow Him in years when he is 110t; And with fame that is not hollow Ile shall not be soon forgot.
June, 1884.
L. R.
HAMBERLIN.