II.] TUX T'ltrUU IX C Y MILL M"L-lY. Outvoted !— Plltl.IP (embracing him). Host on thy friend's heart MiLAY. Itrotlicr, thou know'st if I mean loyally,— Hw warmly for my brethren'* welfare bents My heart, wear they the Cross or wear it not,— Too warmly beat* ! PlIlLIP. ALis ! yea !—Let it beat !— MOLAT. Thou know'st in how degenerate a caso 1 found tho Order, from those rabblo dregs How much I havo created, how much more 1 fain would yet create ! PHILIP. And it shall bo Created ! MOLAY. No—'twill not be ! Nevermore ! From such a lifeless mass tho Pluenix pure Will never rise !—That they should misconceive, That they should scorn mo, that they should ignorc,-Nor even deign to dream of,—all that I (Bear with my storm-tossed heart !) as sacrifice Havo freely offered in our holy cause,— God is my witness, that I can endure ! But that they now, in tho full light of day, Blindfold their eyes, and cannot, will not, see The one thing needful to humanity For whoso defence they're consecrated ; this Torments mo with a thousand martyrdoms. PUILIP. Thou livest still—thou art a young man still !