"Oh! hufh thefe fufpicions," Fair Imogine faid, "Offenfive to love and to me!

"For, if you be living, or if you

be dead,

"I fwear by the Virgin, that none in your stead "Shall husband of Imogine be.

"And if e'er for another my heart should decide, "Forgetting Alonzo the Brave,

"God grant, that, to punish my falfehood and pride, "Your ghoft at the marriage may fit by my fide, "May tax me with perjury, claim me as bride, "And bear me away to the grave

To Palestine haften'd the hero fo bold;

His love the lamented him fore:

But fcarce had a twelvemonth elapsed, when behold,
A Baron all cover'd with jewels and gold
Arrived at Fair Imogine's door,

His treasure, his prefents, his fpacious domain,
Soon made her untrue to her vows:

He dazzled her eyes; he bewilder'd her brain;
He caught her affections fo light and fo vain,
And carried her home as his spouse,

And now had the marriage, been blefs'd by the priest;
The revelry now was begun :

The tables they groan'd with the weight of the feaft;

Nor

Nor

yet had the laughter and merriment ceased, When the bell of the caftle toll'd-" one !"

Then first with amazement Fair Imogine found
That a stranger was placed by her fide:

His air was terrific; he utter'd no found;
He spoke not, he moved not, he look'd not around,
But earnestly gazed on the bride.

His vizor was closed, and gigantic his height;
His armour was fable to view :

All pleasure and laughter were hush'd at his fight;
The dogs, as they eyed him, drew back in affright;
The lights in the chamber burnt blue!

His prefence all bofoms appear'd to difmay;

The guests fat in filence and fear:

At length spoke the bride, while she trembled:-" I pray, "Sir Knight, that your helmet afide you would lay, "And deign to partake of our cheer."—

The lady is filent: the ftranger complies,
His vizor he flowly unclosed:

Oh! then what a fight met Fair Imogine's eyes!
What words can exprefs her dismay and surprise,
When a skeleton's head was exposed !

All

All present then utter'd a terrified shout;
All turn'd with disgust from the scene.

The worms they crept in, and the worms they crept out,
And sported his eyes and his temples about,

While the spectre address'd Imogine :

"Behold me, thou falfe one! behold me!" he cried;
"Remember Alonzo the Brave!

"God grants, that, to punish thy falfehood and pride,
"My ghoft at thy marriage should fit by thy fide,
"Should tax thee with perjury, claim thee as bride,
"And bear thee away to the grave !”

Thus faying, his arms round the lady he wound,

While loudly she shriek'd in dismay;

Then fank with his prey through the wide-yawning ground:

Nor ever again was Fair Imogine found,

Or the spectre who bore her away.

Not long lived the Baron: and none fince that time
To inhabit the castle prefume; .

For chronicles tell, that, by order fublime,
There Imogine fuffers the pain of her crime,
And mourns her deplorable doom.

At midnight four times in each year does her fprite,
When mortals in flumber are bound,

Array'd in her bridal apparel of white,

Appear

Appear in the hall with the skeleton-knight,
And fhriek as he whirls her around.

While they drink out of skulls newly torn from the grave,
Dancing round them pale spectres are seen :
Their liquor is blood, and this horrible stave
They howl:-" To the health of Alonzo the Brave,
"And his confort, the Falfe Imogine !"

No

No. V.

GILES JOLLUP THE GRAVE,

AND

BROWN SALLY GREEN.

ORIGINAL.-M. G. LEWIS.

This is a Parody upon the foregoing Ballad. I must acknowledge, however, that the lines printed in italics, and the idea of making an apothecary of the knight, and a brewer of the baron, are taken from a parody which appeared in one of the news-papers, under the title of "Pil-Garlic the Brave and Brown Celestine."

A DOCTOR fo prim and a sempstress so tight
Hob-a-nobb'd in fome right marasquin;
They fuck'd up the cordial with trueft delight:
Giles Jollup the Grave was just five feet in height,
And four feet the brown Sally Green.

"And