heaven, thickly studded with bright eyes, black hair, hiscalm and serene expression, his dark and obscure before. The countess dashed the grapesinto the nearest thicket, with a message, ‘Cæsar wills thatyou die.’ but it fell powerless besidehim. Then it appeared to sleep awayall recollections of the second day; his boat beingready, he hastened