She starts to hear a Atranger's voice,
And with a modest

grace
She lifts her meek eye in surprize,

And sees a stranger's face.

The stranger loft in transport food,

Bereft of voice and pow'r,
While the with equal wonder view'd

SIR ELDRED OF THE BOWER.

The virgin blush which spreads her check,

With Nature's purest dye, And all those dazling beams which break,

Like morning from her eye.

He view'd them all, and as he view'd

Drank deeply of delight;
And fill his raptur'd eye pursued,

And feasted on the sight.

With filent wonder long they gaz'd,

And neither filence broke ;
At length the smoother'd paffion blaz'd,

Enamour'd ELDRED spoke :

" O sacred Virtue, heavenly power!

Thy wonderous force I feel ; “ I gaze, I tremble, I adore,

" Yet die my love to tell.

“ My fcorn has oft the dart repella

" Which guileful beauty threw, “ But goodness heard, and grace beheld,

" Muft every heart subdue.”

Quick on the ground her eyes were cast,

And now as quickly rais'd : Her father haply that way past,

On whom the trembling gaz'd.

Good ARDOLPH's eye his Birtha meets

With glances of delight;
And thus with courteous speech he greets

The young and graceful Knight;

66 O gallant Youth, whoe'er thou art,

“ Thou art welcome to this place ; " There's something rises at my heart,

" Which says I've seen that face.”

“ Thou generous Knight," the youth rejoin'd,

" Tho little known to fame, “ I trust I bear a grateful mind

56 Sir ELDRED is my name,

" Sir Eldred!"-ARDOLPH lovd exclaim?d,

" . Renown'd for worth and power ? " For valour and for virtue fam'd,

" Sir ELDRED OF THE Bower?

« Now make me grateful, righteous Heaven,

“ As thou art good to me, 66 Since to my aged eyes 'tis given

" Sir ELDRED's fon to see!

Then ARDOLPH caught him by the hand,

And gaz'd upon his face, And to his aged bosom (train'd,

With many a kind embrace,

Again he view'd him o'er and o'er,

And doubted still the truth, And ask'd what he had ask'd before,

Then thus addreft the youth:

« Come now beneath

my
roof I

pray,
66 Some needful rest to take,
" And with us many a chearful day

" Thy friendly sojourn make."

He enter'd at the gate ftraitway

Some needful rest to take,
And with them many a chearful day

Did friendly sojourn make.

THE END OF THE FIRST PART.

SIR ELDRED OF THE BOWER,

A

LEGENDARY TALE.

PART II.

ON
NCE—'twas upon a Summer's walk,

The gaudy day was fled ;
They cheated Time with chearful talk,

When thus Sir ARDOLPH said :

" Thy father was the firmest friend

" That e'er my being blest ? “ And every virtue Heaven could send,

“ Faft bound him to my breaft,

Together did we learn to hear
“ The casque and ample shield ;
Together learn'd in many a war,
" The deathful spear to wield.

" To make our union ftill more dear,

“ We both were doom'd to prove " What is moft sweet and most severe “ In heart diffolving love

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