THE YOUNG PERSIAN. 



wert fecond at the goal; in the next thou wilt be the 

 £rft. 



Artaxes.] Never! fo long as that youth contends 

 with me who got the victory to-day ; and, fhould he 

 not contend, what glory can I acquire ? — Ah ! how 

 his horfe flew along with the fwiftnefs of an arrow I 

 With udiat inimitable eafe he managed him!— I fee 

 nothing but him wherever I turn my eyes ; what mag- 

 nanimity in the mode.fl mien and the filent dignity 

 with which he took down the laurel, after conquering 

 me for the fecond time. 



Cyrus.'] Even lb ! thou art of the blood of Cam- 

 by fes ! [Embraces him.'] Though conquered, thou 

 art dearer to me than a general who comes to bring me 

 an account of his victory. ~ It is already a great matter 

 impartially to praife the outward advantages of a com- 

 petitor; but he who is capable of extolling the fpirit 

 of him muft be one of thofe noble mortals but rarely 

 met with. — I fhould be glad to know the man who 

 bore aw r ay the prize from thee. 



Courtier.] That thou may ft, monarch, as foon as 

 thou wilt. I faw him erewhile before thy tent. 



Cyrus.] Well, let him be called. [Exit Courtier. 

 [Artaxes retires behind the throne of Cyrus,] 



Cyrus.] Whither art thou going, coufin ? 



Artaxes.] To hide myfelf behind thee, that he may 

 not fee my confulion. 



[Courtier enters with the young foldier.] 



Courtier^] Here he is. I have brought the invincible 

 hero. I found him with a parcel of his comrades, 

 among whom he was diftributing the thoufand pieces 

 of gold, ■ the prize of the race f 



% Cyrus,J 



