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of Piety is more exclusively attached. Under the influ- that we are not here in our true position. That we are ence of Christianity, these affections, no doubt, are sub-capable of the highest relish of happiness, many occasional stantially improved; but they stand out more conspicuously enjoyments of our present being sufficiently prove; but in the history of ancient times. And while the splendid tranquillity and a calm contentment are the most usual exhibitions of patriotism there held out to us have made forms of happiness in this life. Turbulent pleasures all our youthful hearts to beat and to glow, the beautiful bave but a short duration ; and many men have so great stories which have come down to us of the duty shown a distaste to a low and tranquil state of happiness, that to parents by their children, are among the most deeply they will rather plunge into the midst of cares and moral impressions which these ages have conveyed to us. bazards than flow down quietly with the stream. The They are well deserving of the emulation of more en intensity with which we are capable of suffering is, in lightened times, wbich are apt sometimes to quench some truth, a proof of our capacity of enjoyment. When we of our best affections, by subjecting them too coldly to are deprived of any thing on which we had set our hearts, the calculations of reason, without taking into the account though, while we possessed it, it may never have contrithe feelings from which they naturally arise. Filial piety buted so invariably to our happiness as we seem to feel appears most lovely when it is exercised amidst the weak- upon its deprivation, yet all the sources of happiness which nesses and failings of parents, and when, overlooking belonged to it then open upon our thoughts and feelings, much that must be blamed, the child regards his parent unmingled with any other recollections. A man who solely in the sacred character of the author of his exist- has lost an affectionate wife, feels only the wretchedness ence, and as the guardian and protector of his infant and and solitude of his condition, and paints to his imaginaearly years. These are strong claims to affection and tion the delights which his union with her was capable reverence, and, in good minds, they are never without of giving him, rather, perhaps, than those which he really their weight; but it ought to be impressed upon the derived from it. Her image now seems to unite at once minds of parents, that the filial love of their children in his fancy all the happy illusions of youthful love, and depends mainly upon their conduct to them, and that, in all the long-tried experiences of steady affection. Yet the common defective state of human character, little their hours of happiness may have been broken in upon more than outward or prudential demonstrations of duty by many litile wayward caprices and touches of ill-hucan be expected from a child to a harsh, an unprincipled, mour now forgotten, often, certainly, by other avocations or a neglectful parent. It scarcely ever happens that a and enjoyments. In the same way, a man who has lost child does not retain the atmost reverence and regard for a fortune, rather laments over what this fortune was a parent who bas shown himself really such in the cpaable of making him enjoy, than what he really enjoyed interest and concern which he takes in the welfare of his from it: he crowds into one picture all the pleasures, in child ; and whatever may be the errors of wilfulness and all their imaginary intensity, which lay scattered and disobedience into which the child may run, the affection- imperfect over many years ; and he laments more for ate character of the parent will very seldom indeed fail what he fancies he has lost than for the real deprivation. of being met by duty or by penitence in return.
The intensity of grief then arises from the perfect pictures GRIEF. It is singular to contemplate the human mind of happiness which the human mind is capable of formunder the various impressions to which it is subject. It ing, and which we may therefore hope can be ultimately is so sensitive, and so easily made to run from one train realized. The effect of time in removing grief, is by its of feeling into another! Men, in their general aspect, gradual operation in disjoining the groupes wbich imaare happy, or, at least, at ease They talk, they laugh, gination thus has forined, in softening its colours, and they meet in convivial intercourse ; you would think bringing back again the mingled and imperfect lineaments they were created only for mutual sympathy and enjoy- of human happiness as it really exists in this world. ment. All of a sudden, the brow of the gayest and
R. M. lightest-hearted is overcast,—tears roll from his eyes, —and the voice which was the organ of mirth, is
THE FAITHLESS. made to utter the sounds of wailing and complaint. For a time, the mourner is wholly absorbed in the affliction It was my bridal morning, and my bride was fair and under which he labours; he exists solely amidst images
young. of sorrow all the amusements and intercourse in which And her goodness and her graces were the praise of every he delighted are distasteful to him; he runs into solitude, tongue ; or seeks only the society of some friend, of whose sympathy And friends were met, with looks of joy, so fair a sight he is secure. Were not these the most common appear
to see, ances of human nature, we should scarcely conceire that And thousand prayers and blessings pour'd for Adeline the same being could exhibit frames of mind so different.
and me! One would imagine that the insecurity of his state would damp all his enjoyments, or that the knowledge which They knew not, 'mid that festal scene, my heart alone he possesses of the probable return of his relish for the
was sad, common pleasures of society, would at once dispel his | The very heart they idly deem'd the proudest, the most
Why am I to laugh and rejoice to-day, when glad; to-morrow I may be in the depths of despair ? or why They knew not that a shadow slept beneath the smiles I am I now to be a martyr to grief, when, in no long time, I shall again enter into the common stream of occupation A thought of one then far away, whom I had loved before ! or amusement ? This representation certainly points to the present character of man as something very imperfect, I gazed upon the form and face of her I call’d my bride, and little under the dominion of any steady forethought. I knew her virtues and her charms—and yet I felt no It shows us that we, in fact, continue children from the pride; cradle to the grave. But the very vehemence of our I could not bear her bridal robes, her diamond-circled emotions indicates, at the same time, a fund of character
brow,upon which something much more regular and stable Another should have held her place where was that may be built. And this is chiefly the case with our
lost one now? emotions of grief. If man is more commonly happy than miserable, he yet suffers much more intensely than he She had not broken her faith to me,—for she was pure enjoys. It is Mr Hume who has somewhere remarked,
and true, that happiness seldom rises to raptare; but pain—how And my affection was the first that e'er her bosom often does it amount to agony! This seems to tell us,
But wild Ambition round my path her golden fetters wove, then, to this trash--to this turpitude ! Thousands, tamAnd in her maddening chase my soul forgot its early love! pering, trespassing thus, totter to their turfy tomb,—then
tumble topsy-turvy through Tartarus's trap, thus termi. It was a feverish dream, to think, for vanity and gold, nating their tragical tale. The thunder's touch transfixes My peace of mind for ever should be rashly, basely sold; their tall though transient towers, that topple then; their That I should stake a willing oath through all my years
twiukling tiaras, their tumid thrones-thrive they thereto live
after? That terrible tribunal tells their thin tenure! With one to whom a form of love was all my heart could Terrific transition to transgressors thus tost to torment ! give!
Twig their trepidation !
Turn, therefore, timeonsly, trustingly, to thy tutelary I stood before the altar, but I trembled as I stood, teacher; take thyseli timidly to the temple, that tells thee For I saw, as in a dream, the form of one in solitude ; tenderly thy true, thy tangible treasure. Tbouglo terrors And ever as I turn'd away that vision pale to shun, teem, though troubles thichen, though temptations tanStill still she was before my sight—that lone, forsaken talize, though tumults toss, though turbiil tempests thwart, one!
-tbirsten thereafter-try to travel thitherward! Tbough
toilsome the tour--though threatening to the timorous And I was wed !—and time pass'd on ; but still through the track, the throes turn tolerable through time; thus all my hours
tells the Testament through thousand texts. Traditions, A scorpion wore away my peace, as mildew blights the too, transmitted through trackless time, tell this: tbinkflowers;
est thou that they traduce the truth? Transfuse their Where'er I look'd, her eye on mine was fix'd in mournful transparent tenor ; transplant their teaching tendency ! gaze,
Thou traitor to thyself, transmute thy truant tactics ; And full of earnest tenderness, as in the bygone days !
turn to the true tack; transform thyself'; throw to the
torrent thy tinkling toys, thy tawdry tinsel, thy trivial They tell me that her noble heart is faithful still to me,
trinkets, thy too triin trappings! Their tainting, tyranThat never blame falls from her lips for my inconstancy:
nical thraldom tangles thee; therefore, trample their They say her check has lost its hue !--that all her wishes
trammels to tatters ! crave,
Turbulent tyro, too tenacious to thy treacherous tenets Is but for me a blessing --for herself, an early grave!
Thinkest thou thy tutor too talkative, too tedious ?
Termest thou this theme trite, tiresome, teasing, tautoOh! would that she had loved me less ! or that we ne'er logical? The topic twinges thee, then ? Transcribe had met !
thankfully the totality thereof; try therewith to titillate That grief was mine alone, and she the past could all thy tongue, to tax thy thoughts, to thaw thy torpor, to forget!
transpierce thy twilight trance, to touch thy tough temOh! would that she could read my soul-my pale and perament, to tame thy tremendous temerity! Tie this feverish brow!
talisman tightly to thee; twine this treatise to thy tablets ! Her deepest woe is ecstasy to what I suffer now!
The T treat terminates; the treated train tardily trail
their toes to the tune “ Turn-out !" I dwell in halls of splendour—I have all the world can
Trusty typographer ! this trieth thy types' transferagive,
bility-thy title to tittle-tattle throughout tea-time ! But solitude is round me--and I start to think I live :
Lorma. One hope alone gives happiness to him, the false of
faithRemorse will play the murderer's part, and bring me
Peux-tu m'expliquer, chère et belle,
Qu'entre nous deux le différend
TERRIBLE TIDINGS TO TERRESTRIAL
BEING AN AL-LITERARY CURIOSITY IN THE SHAPE OF
A T PARTY. That taste, those talents, that throw their triumphant tinge throughout this transitory terrestrial theatre,—terminate they totally there? Terrific, treasonable thought! That tender throb,—those trickling tears,—talk truly; they tacitly tell, that those treasures transmigrate to the tranquil territory that tabernacles this temporary tenement's translated tenant. Thus testifies, too, the translacid Tome that teacheth transcendent truth. Transporting, thrilling tidings! There they take their true tone,-their true tension. This thorny time terrestrial, 'tis true, tries them,—tests them ; those, therefore, that tarry to tend them to true things, to temper them thoroughly, transgress terribly! They that truly travail through this their trial-time, touch the tree-top.
Thou temporizing, time-thieving trifler, take thought! Tarriest thou to try this tempting toil ? Tremble then ; think, that though to-day thou talkest trippingly thy tasteless tattle, trollest titteringly thy tinkling tune, twirlest thy twisted toes, trumpetest thy turgid transac
tions, tracest thy tortuous tricks, tincturest tastefully thy | tint, to-morrow tby transitory time terminates! Truce,
« We love, we hate in vain,
Joys, sorrows, all deceive us;
Flatter, torment, and leave us.
“ Life! 'tis an aimless path,
Harsh, pleasureless, and dreary;
Troubled, oppress’d, and weary!"
“ But who, dark One, art thou,
the air invisible, and hast seen what I have been doing? At the world and life thus railing ?
for, otherwise, neither thou nor any human being save one Go, hide thy gloomy brow
knowest that." Where spray-mists shroud the bough,
“ I know all that you have done, and all that lies beAnd cavern'd winds are wailing !"
fore you to do," said she; “ and among other things,
where your head lay the night before last, and also how “ Yes, I may hide my head
dearly you will repent it.” Where life-scenes ne'er shall wake me;
“ Hold your peace concerning that, infernal hag !" Loves, friends, are lost-are dead
cried he, in utter consternation. “ And now that I know Joys, hopes, afar are fled
you either deal with heaven or hell, pray tell me what is Wishes-even fears forsake me!"
to be my fortune ?"
“ Give me two French crowns, then,” returned she, “ Yet, raise thy head on high,
“ of which you have plenty in your possession, and not Thou timid, weak immortal!
very fairly come by either.” Thy home's beyond the sky,
The earl made the sign of the cross on his brow and The woes that cloud thine eye,
his breast-looked up to heaven, and, with a deep sigh, Mere shadows in life's portal!
blessed himself in the name of the holy Virgin, and all
the saints of the holy Calendar; and taking out two Though thine alone should be
French crowns, he gave them to her, and then said, Whole earth, with all its treasures,
“ Now.” Heir of Eternity !
“Ay, now,” said she ;—"and what does that import? Oh! what is Time to thee,
Do not you know that there was never a well-done deed, Its fleeting pains and pleasures ?
nor a wise saying, with a now at the end of it? But to
show you that I know the past, the present, and the fu“ Take all, take every wish,
ture, have not you, for the last three days, been parleyJoy's sparkling nectar draining,
ing with a great man, the mortal enemy of your house Swift to thy longings rush,
and your religion ? And you think you have outwitted Thy grasp the rose will crush,
him; but he has outwitted you. But what a fool were But leave the thorn remaining !
you to propose the strengthening of his party!"
“You are right, beldam, you are right,” said be, “ Then bless thine agonies,
quickly and emphatically; " but I never purposed it in Life's pleasure-snares dispelling,
my heart." Teaching thy soul to rise
No, you did not,” said she. “ But you have taken To its own native skies,
fire in your bosom, and you are burnt with it; for meOf Peace, Love, Joy, the dwelling !
thought I saw a beautiful, plump, and amorous lady, with red hair and black eyes, not over young though, for whose
love you betrayed the secrets of your party. What a fool A STORY OF THE BLACK ART.
you were, if I saw truly! But what do you think?-the
earl knows all that passed between you." Part II.
May all the powers of heaven and hell forbid it, By the Ettrick Shepherd.
witch !” exclaimed he furiously. " I would not for the LADY ELIZABETH and Janet being now left free to their half of my earldom that these words were true.” own exercises, to work they went, and their first effort was “ He knows all; so look to yourself. And now you to attempt gaining for the young lady's husband, a near purpose to go forthwith and ask the Lady Margaret neighbour of theirs, the first Catholic nobleman in the Ogilvie in marriage. You know you will not be refused, kingdom, if not the most powerful subject in it; and this for your powerful interest is at present the prize of comnobleman we shall denominate Earl George, as that was petition between all parties. But you know, or ought to really his Christian name.
know, that she is affianced to the Earl Marischal; and in But Lady Elizabeth had never seen him; and there even making the proposal, you make your best and most fore, before she put any of her charms to the test, she powerful friend your enemy.' resolved to go and see him in disguise ; and her father, “ Who the devil are you, wife? for I declare that you Lord Robert, having been sent for to court, she had full not only amaze, but terrify me. Surely it is impossible leisure for her design. Accordingly, either Jenny El that a familiar spirit, that is, a demon, can know the purphingston, or that other being who appeared so often in poses of the human heart. Therefore, declare to me who her likeness, waylaid Lord George one morning as he you are, and whence you have this knowledge, and I will was taking his accustomed early walk. She was dressed reward you; for at present you are to me a being quite like a wandering gipsy, or fortune-teller; and as Lord incomprehensible.” George approached, she burst out a-laughing. This “ So I am to myself. Hold your peace on that point. caused him to pause and eye her with a curious and good But confess that I am right.”. humoured look; for it is almost impossible to hear one “ So far you are; but also so far wrong. For, when laughing very heartily, without at least smiling in accom I wed the Lady Margaret Ogilvie, I have a sure bait for paniment. “ I cry you pardon, noble earl,” said she; the Earl Marischal.”
may our Lady bless you, and mend your wit, for really “ Ha-ha-ha! Ay! Go away with your baits, and I cannot help laughing at you !"
your gossamer-woven purposes ! But I tell you before" And pray, why so, impertinent vagrant?” said his hand, that you will never wed the Lady Margaret Ogillordship.
vie. Nay, you will never ask her; for before you see her, “ Because you have been on a fool's errand for these you will lose your heart to another, and that other will three days,” said she, “and you are going on another to
Good by, my lord. I have told you enough day, and a third to-morrow. What a pity that so goodly to engage your thoughts at present ;-enough for my two a young chief should have no better wit !”
French crowns. When you require my advice, I will Lord George was astounded when he thought of what come to you unsent for.” And with that she glided away, he had been engaged in for the last three days, and also leaving the noble earl riveted to the spot, and thus conof the purposes of his heart. “ What devil hath told thee versing with himself: this, old crone ?" said he; “ or art thou one of the hell “"When you require my advice, I will come to you ish fraternity thyself, or a witch that skimmest through unsent for ! Confound me if ever I heard any thing like
this in the course of my life! A man had need take good and we tink she pe a witch, a fery creat terrible witch, care what he says and what he does in this world; for there for she pe knowing all tings tat efer was done since te world are seers and hearers that he little weens of in his philo- was maide. And she pe knowing fwhat man's pe kissing sophy. Why, here is a quean, a merry-conceited quean, te mbaids, and fwhat mhaids pe under lhoving to men; who knows all the purposes of my heart, as well as if they and she know some tings apoot you too, my lord,—He, were written on it, and a window in my breast through he, he! Ay, she pe knowing some tings apoot you too." which to read the scroll. I am utterly confounded at Lord George went down to the entrance-hall, and orwhat she has told me, and confess myself an egregious dered her attendance; and behold, there was his unacfoul. But I'll give her the lie for once; for I'll go and countable friend the gipsy-woman! He was greatly ask the Lady Margaret Ogilvie, and wed her too, if it struck by her appearance there, especially as it at that were for nothing more but rendering that inscrutable moment occurred to him what she had so lately foretold, witch's forebodings of none avail. Yes, I will. I had namely, “ that he should never ask the Lady Margaret resolved on it before, it is true, and am resolved on it still." | Ogilvie, for that before he bebeld her, he should lose his
The next day, as he was riding in light armour, and heart to another;" and he already found these words mounted in green and gold, through the wood of Craigy, verified. She addressed him jocularly, asking for the lady and, it was believed, on his road to court and to wed the Margaret Ogilvie, and how his suit there had thriven; Lady Margaret Ogilvie, he met with a beautiful young but he answered, that he was much more concerned lady riding on a black palfrey, and clothed also in green, about another, and if she would tell him who that other with a veil of green gauze, that hung down to her knee. one was, where she was, and what was her lineage, he The earl doffed his velvet bonnet to her, that waved with would give her other two French crowns. splendid plumage, and accosted her in courtly phrase—for “ I can only tell you, my noble lord,” said she, “ that his heart was overcome by her great beauty, which ex she is not who you think she is, where you think she is, celled all that he had ever beheld in woman; and he felt nor what you think she is. And haply, if you knew all earnestly disposed to do homage at its shrine. With badi- these things truly, you would not like her so well, and nage of wit and flattery, he detained her, eager to dis- mayhap you might like her better. But my errand here cover her name and lineage ; but she concealed both with was to warn you not to pursue this amour farther, till great good-humour, at one time calling herself Bess, at you see the issue of your last one ; for the deeds then another Marjory, and finally told him, that she was the done, and the words then uttered, must be answered for." Queen of the Fairies. Lord George was as much de “ Out upon them all, and upon you, witch !” exclaimlighted with her good-humour and pleasantry, as with ed he, as if with disgust. “ I will have no farther conher extraordinary beauty, and resolved, if possible, not to nexion with any of that house.” part with her; and when she asked to be directed to the “My lord, I have but one thing to say. You have comchapel of Craigy, he instantly proffered to accompany mitted yourself—the words have been said that cannot be ber, and likewise find some business with the chaplain unsaid ; and, be assured, you must either take a wife out when they got there.
of that house, or lose your head. There is that power But, in place of conducting her to the chapel of Craigy, engaged in it that resistance is vain.” which lay several miles to the westward, he rode straight “ Out upon you, witch,” cried he; you are some with her into his own castle, which, owing to the vene- emissary of that malignant house, therefore hence with rable woods that then surrounded it, she never saw till you. I am more concerned about one word you said, than she rode into the court, and that moment the portcullis about all that house and its too powerful faction ;" and fell behind them.
so saying, he left her, and hasted up the stair. “ If this be the chapel of Craigy, sir,” said she, “ it is true,” said he to himself, " that I do not know who she on a very extensive scale, and its sacred portals rather is; but sure I know well enough where she is.” He then of a singular construction. What may be the meaning of sent his aunt to call the lovely stranger, but the lady was this?"
gone—vanished once and for ever-and how she made “ The chaplain is here, my lady Queen of the Fairies," her escape, no man could tell—but her palfrey still resaid he ; " and, explicitly, you are now my prisoner for mained in the stall. The earl was now rendered quite the remainder of this day and the following night." stupid with astonishment, and caused his servants to run
“ Well, I like this extremely, it is so romantic,” said here and there, and search the most unfeasable places, she. “ And now that I know whose hands I am in, and but the lady was lost. his high honour and gallantry, instead of pretending to In the course of a week, and while the earl was still take offence, I assure you, my lord, I am very bappy at ruminating on the angelic beauty of the young lady and being under your roof. You know I can fly off like a her mysterious disappearance, and really reasoning with beetle, or sail away in a gossamer shroud, on any offence himself whether or not she could have been a human taken."
creature, he was seized by a warrant from the regent and The earl was never so much delighted. He lifted her carried to prison, to answer for the deforcement of a lady from her palfrey in his arms, carried her into the en- of high rank, and making away with her in his own trance-hall, kissed her, and welcomed her to his castle. castle! When examined, he withheld nothing, but his To describe all the endearments which he lavished on tale gained no credence; and there being a powerful facher that day, and that evening, is impossible; for he be- tion then against him, and the lady's palfrey and part of came every hour more and more enamoured of her as he her dress being found, he was declared guilty by a majodiscovered her rare endowments, and heard her converse rity of his peers, and the advocate pleaded bard for his and sing with such fluency, both in the French and Ita- immediate execution and forfeiture to the lady's father ; lian languages; and, at a late hour, they parted, highly but he was adjudged to imprisonment for a year and a delighted with each other.
day in the first place, lest the lady should make her apThe next morning, the earl was early astir, impatient pearance. again to meet his lovely guest ; and he waited and wait Although matters stood thus hard with him, he was ed, but still she did not leave her apartment. At length overwhelmed only with love. He scarcely thought of his impatience was in part diverted by a servant telling his own perilous state, but ever and anon of the lovely him that there was a woman in the castle, who refused creature who had brought him to it. He saw her night to go away till she had seen him in private ; and, more- and day in his mind's eye, in all her beauty, sweetness, over, that no one knew how she came there, for that the and condescension, and he would have given the whole portcullis bad never been raised since the time that he him-world to have seen her again in reality. self had entered ; and he added, “ Inteed, my lord, she In the midst of these bardships, he was assailed by pe fery strainge kerling, and have creat teall of chatt; another great personage, mentioned before, regarding his
“ It is
WHO ASKED ME TO WRITE FOR HER A POEM OF NINETY
conduct to one of his family, and a sacred promise of deprived you of your true sight, that thus you insist on marriage given. This was made out an exceedingly bad my taking home my young kinswoman with me, and at story, and excited the indignation of the reformers in a the same time stand swearing you will never part with terrible degree, though it seems only to have been an her? That lady, my lord, is your bride, your married affair of very common gallantry, which the lady herself wife. Look at the ring you so lately put on her finger." seems never to have resented. The earl was hardly set ; The lady stretched forth her hand, and Lord George his life was at stake, and if he escaped with that, he saw mechanically stretched forth bis ; but his eyes were daznothing but debasement and ruin before him. At the zled, he could distinguish no one thing from another. He same time, the great person, his opponent, proffered to could only kneel at her feet, kiss hier hands in an agony save both his life and his honour, if he would ally himself of joy, while the tears trickled from his eyes. by marriage to his house, and join interests with him. This lady, notwithstanding the mystery that hung over Lord George refused absolutely for a while, but the her art, proved a most exemplary wife, and mother of a weariness of confinement, and the dread that a warrant fine family. There are many other curious stories about might be signed for his execution, at last overcame bisher and Jenny Elpbingston; but these being quite disspirit, and he consented.
tinct from this, can be told by themselves at any time. Accordingly, his brother John was dispatched to make It appears, both from oral and written lore, that Jenny choice of one to the earl, for he himself was quite callous | Elpbingston and she, when combined, could almost have about the matter. Neither would they suffer him to leave effected any thing, which all the country weened to have prison till he was married firm and fast. Sir John had been done by the black art. plenty of choice of sisters, cousins, and aunts, and took the one he thought his brother would like best. The two were married in prison, the lady wearing a veil; but in
TO A LADY, troth the earl never looked at her, for he abhorred the very thoughts of her, thinking only of his beloved fairy queen, and the love-tokens wbich they had exchanged. They went to the earl's house in the Canongate, where
Task a horse beyond his strength,
And the horse will fail at length; a banquet was prepared, but the bride did nothing but sob and weep, and the earl sat as glum as if his death war
Whip a dog, the poor dog whinesrant had been signed. It was a melancholy wedding,
Yet you ask for ninety lines. and, notwithstanding the efforts of some gentlemen and ladies to raise a little mirth, they failed, and a funereal
Though you gave me ninety quills,
Built me ninety paper-mills, gloom hung over the assembled friends. Wben the ladies retired, the earl began and drank at the wine as through
Show'd me ninety inky Rhines,
I could not write ninety lines. desperation, or as if he resolved to be cheery in the midst of his despair; but at rather a late hour his squire an
Ninety miles I'd walk for you, nounced to him that a stranger lady was in the hall who
Till my feet were black and blue ; desired to speak with him. “ Ask her what she wants,"
Climb high hills and dig deep mines, said Lord George; “I will speak to no more ladies to
But I can't write ninety lines. night." The squire went and did as desired, and came back
Though my thoughts were thick as showers, with a small diainond cross in his hand, saying, “ The
Plentiful as summer flowers, lady desires to return you this, my lord, but she requests Clustering like Italian vines, the favour to give it into your own hand." The earl I could not write ninety lines. struck the table with his closed band till every cup jangled, sprung to his feet, overturned the chair, and then leaped When you have drunk up the
sea, over it, and seizing the squire by the throat, he cried, “ I
Floated ships in cups of tea, would give my carldom, you dog, to have the lady who Pluck'd the sun from where it shines, owns that under my roof.”
Then I'll write you ninety lines. .“ Hoo-hoo! and so you would ?” said Ranald, a servant mentioned formerly; put you need not be kiffing
Even the bard who lives on rhyme, half te mare of tat, for she pe te fery same lady, and I Teaching silly words to chime, know her goot enough.”
Seldom sleeps, and never dinesThe earl burst into the hall, and there indeed was his
He could scarce write ninety lines. lovely countess, standing in the same green
habit and green veil in which he had first beheld her. He first
Well you know my love is such, bowed to her and kissed her hand, and then taking her
You could never ask too much ; into his arms, be kissed her cheek and chin, and then her
Yet even love itself declines cherry lips, as if inhalling the soul of love from them.
Such a work as ninety lines. He was in perfect rapture, and knew not what he was doing, for he forthwith led his queen of the fairies into
Though you frown’d with ninety frowns, the festal hall among his new wife's relations, and pro
Bribed me with twice ninety towns, claimed his recovered fair one his betrothed and his own
Offer'd me the starry signs, true love, declaring that he would never part with her
I could not write ninety lines. again till death separated them. The company stared at one another, and believed the
Many a deed I've boldly done earl gone quite mad, and more so when he addressed the
Since my race of life begun; great nobleman as follows: “ And now, my good lord,
But my spirit peaks and pines take home your daughter, or your niece, or whatever she
When it thinks of ninety lines. be, safely with you again. She is none the worse of me, Long I hope for thee and me but she shall be the better. I am quite in earnest. Take
Will our lease of this world be;
Death will come ere ninety lines.