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« His last injunction Alric heard
“ With secret callous pleasure, " That, instant from the child's death hour, & His lands, and all his ample dower,
“ Should be the earl's owo treasure. 66 Ab! many a blow, and stern rebuke,
" Young-Henry bore all tearful “ And once was Alric heard to cry, " • O that this urchin would but die,
• My soul might then be cheerful!' « In vain the stripling tried to wia
“ His guardian's best affection ; « Upon a solitary stone : 4 oft would he sit and sigh alone,
Alone indulge reflection! « Well could bear the summer noon,
« Could brave the winter's rigor; “ Full eighteen years had met his view, « And on his chin the soft down grew,
" Betokening youthful vigor. " And now of Alric's haughty taunts,
" His sickening soul was weary; “ If on each season's slow advance " He snatch'd a trembling fearful glance,
" Still seem'd the vision dreary ! « It chanc'd that once, at early morn,
" He stray'd amid a thicket,
" Beside our lowly wicket.
os He felt the warm blood rushing,
“ And o'er his cheek stole blushing. " Ah ! daily by our cottage door
u Have I beheid him wandering, " And oft would he, with sauntering pace, " The mazes of the pinewood trace,
“ In hopeless sorrow pondering,
" Nor less, meanwhile, our dear girl's pain
“ Ort Henry's name she blesses, « Her lips on all his graces d well, " And that she loves him, o how well
“ Her ev'ry act confesses! “ One evening suddenly he came,
6 Her fav'rite goat slow leading, “ Whilst butting with its little horns, « Iis leet entangled in the thorns,
" Were torn, and sadly bleeding. 6 He sate awhile where now you sit,
“ His arm on Julia leaning;
Beshrew me, minsirel, but methought “ E'en then your looks quick dariing caught
“ His eyes' expressive meaning! “ Yet few poor Henry's visits werc, .." Tho' he loy'd Julia dearly, « For Alric, dceming him too blest, « Sought how to wound his gentle breasty,
And spake him thus severely: - Shame on thy coward spirit, boy!
To waste thy days inglorious ; ' 6 Ere I had reach'd my sixteenth year, • The massy large I learnt to rear
• In battle, oft victorious. • Go, Henry! rouse thy courage up,
Go join the bold crusaders; • E'en now our Richard Lion-heart . Calls forth each knight to hurl the dart
6 On Salem's rash invaders.' * He ceas'd--the youth retorted brief,
« Of the base charge disdainful; " Then, as indignant fush'd his cheek, * Hasten'd his Julia's arms to seek,
" And take a farewell painful. s And now, on future deeds intent, ,
“ The minutes slow he counted, 6 Till cap-à piè in armour digbt, 56 Bencath the banner'd cross to fight,
“ His courser soon he mounted
« Ah! fatal hour, that thus could doom
“ So sond a pair to sever! 6 Poor Julia grew a love-craz'd maid, " Her roscale tipts began to fade,
“ Her peace was flown-for ever!. • She hecded not the dews of night,
« But wide her lattice fiinging, « Now piteous moan'd, now vacant smild, “ Now started up aghastly wild,
« Her broken vespers singing! “ No tidings yet of Henry came,
" Though long had he departed « Joyless to her pass'd many a day,
She pin’d and pin'd her soul away,
" At length died broken hearted! 6 Yet ere she died, my hand she claps'd,
6 Her icy limbs all shivering, Father,' she cried, when Henry came“ She could no more-the much lov'd name
“ On her last breath hung quivering! ( Her grave clothes now are o'er her throwe,
"The earth is now her pillow, « A croslet marks the little dome 66 Where rests she in her still dark home,
« Bencath a weeping willow. “ Not long since, from the castle walls
" The inenials (ar reported, 66 That Henry was by Paynims slain, « Whilst nobly he, on Acon's plain,
" The christian cause supported. 66 And though, alas! to them on carth
" So hard a fate was giv'n,
END OF PART 1.
FROM THE FARMER'S BOY.
L IS simple crrand done, he homeward hies,
The full-charg'd udder yields its willing streams, While Mary sings some lover's amorous dreams; And crouching Giles beneath a neighbouring tree Tugs o'er his pail, and chants with equal glee; Whose hat with tatier'd brin, of kuap so hare, From the cow's side purloins a coat of hair, A motiled ensign of his harmless trade, An unambitious peaceable cockade. As upambitious, too, that chearful aid The mistress yields beside her rosy maid; With joy she views her plenicous reeking store, And hears a brimmer to the dairy doorHer cows dismiss'd, the luscious mead to roam, Till eve again recal them loaded home. And now the DAIRY claims her choicest care, And half her houshold find employincnt there: Slow rolls the churn, its load of clogging cream At once foregoes iis quality and name : From kootty particles first foating wide Congealing butter's dash'd from side to side; ': Streams of new milk thro' flowing coolers stray, And snow-while curd abounds, and wholesome whey, Due north th' unglaz'd windows, cold and clear, For warming sunbeams are unwelcome here. Brisk goes the work beneath each busy hand, And Giles must tradge, whoever gives command: ' A Gibeonite, that serves them all by turnsHe drains the pump, from bim the faggot burns, From bim the noisy hogs demand their food, While at his feet run many a chuirping brood, Or down his path in expectation stand, . With equal claims upon his strewing hand.
LOVE. . Its different Effects on different Minds.. :
ADDRESSED TO MISS R. P.' T OVE, strangest passion that inspires the breas!!
u How universal thy despotic sway; Emin nation has thine influence coniess'd,
And unborn ages shall ihy power obey!