He  looked  at  her  with  a,  sweet  and  solemn  face

"And  now,"  he  answered,  "forgiTenesa  and  compission
For  all  injuries,  for  all  baseness,  for  all  tiamplmg  of  the  nth
upon  the  poor,  for  all  trampling  of  the  strong  upon  the  weak —
forgiveness  and  compassion  !"

"  With  my  whole  soul,"  she  solemnly  and  gently  replied
"  i"or  the  sordid  and  the  cruel— forgiveness  and  tomp'iSMon  I"

The  goblets  softly  clanged,  the  tender  pledge  was  drank,
and  the  glasses  were  flung  down,

"  Now,"  said  he,  as  they  took  up  the  last  two,  "  the  first
pledge  was  in  wine  from  the  land  of  Leomdas  But  the
second  was  in  wine  from  the  land  of  'Socrates  Let  the  tlurd
be  drank  in  wine  from  the  land  of  both— the  saint  and  the
hero  ;  for  the  pledge  is  m^hty."

"  Speak  it,  my  beloved,"  she  said,  m  cleir  and  thrilling
tones.
"  Drink,"  his  deep  voice  sounded,  "drmk  the  deep  pledge
in  the  wine  from  the  bright  ideal  shore,  to  the  Spirit  •Ahwe
wing^  span  the  world,  whose  life  pulses  thiough  the  universe —
the  Spffit  for  whom  we  live  and  die  1"

"  I  know,  I  know  I"  she  cried.  "  Spirit,  we  drmk  to  thee
in  the  wine  from  the  holy  shore  I  Spuit  of  every  noble
thought  and  deed  and  passion,  whose  breath  is  hfe  to  liberty
and  justice,  and  the  soul  of  man— to  thi  e,  for  whom  we  live
and  die— True  Love,  we  drink  to  thee  1 '

They  quaffed  the  fiery  and  aSrial  wme,  and  dashmg  the  gob-


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