_Claud._ I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, That liked, but had a rougher task in hand Than to drive liking to the name of love: But now I am returned, and that war thoughts Have left their places vacant; in their rooms Come thronging soft and delicate desires, All prompting me how fair young Hero is, Saying how I liked her ere I went to war. SHAKSPEARE. I.--Italian Intrigues in Country Quarters II.--Francatripa, the Brigand III.--A Snake in the Grass IV.--The Horn Sounds V.--A Duel and a Discovery VI.--Arrival of the Philistines VII.--Adventure at "The Centaur" VIII.--Love and War IX.--Poor Luisa! X.--The Siege of Scylla XI.--The Forlorn-Hope XII.--A Rencontre! XIII.--Reggio.--An Impr…
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