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EDMUND awo EMMELINJK, The night it was dark and the wind it blew high And the rain fell on EMMELISE'S face; í Escap'd from her prison the Castle just by, Devotion's swec, tear was still wet on her eye, ¡ As she sought her some sheltering place. The maiden was fair, of a beautiful form J On her cheek was the roseate hue I JIer mind no rude passions could ever deform, Hot even the depth of adversity's storm And her soul not an evil thought, knew. Her guardian, Sir OSWALD, his duty betray'd, For he wish'd to have made ner his bri(1c To Rain all the riches possess'd by the maid, He sooth'd her, besought her, e'en force be es- sa y 'd i Till site sought from his power to hide. Her treFise4 unbound, in the depth of the wood, Where an oak spread its branches on high, A" wearied and faint the fair EHIMBX-ISB stood* Kesign'd to her fate let it be what it would. She is roused, for a footstep is nigh Have-pity," she cried, "an a maiden distressed, Quickly bear me from hence far away; U tf thou hast a soul wfth benevolence blest, H Oh yield me assistance, shelter, and rest And my blessing shall wait thee each 4ay." Tis EDMITWD, her lover-beloved- that is near, Oh how sweet is her voice to his heart! My beautiful maiden! thy EDMUND W here, I'll guard thee and gaide thee, then banish thy fear, *< From these horrors haste let us depart. tl The path to a woodman's wif d cottage I'll lead, H "Where peace and content love to rest, ft Where constant employment dots cheerfulness breed, II On labour's hard pittance tfceythankfelly feed, « And e'en with that pittance are bless'd." To hear the fair EMMBLINE tell bar sad tale The wraib of her lover inspir'd He vow'd that Sir OSWALD his deeds should bewail, If the strength of his arm did not utterly fail, For vengeance his honour required. He mounted his horse at break of the day, His warriors round him he calls Then swift to Sir OSWALD he urges his way, Nor tarried, nor raftered a moments delay, Till under the baron's high walls. The bugle he blew, a most terrible sound, The warder arose in a fright. The blast it was heard all The castle around, Xike oceans rough wave did the echo rebound, So tierce was the rage of the knight. f- Who blows such a blast at the baron's great gate ?" The warder did feai fnlly cry "Unknown to thy ma-tter my name* or estate, "To punish his villany now I await, And the traitor to combat defy." In hiffh polished armour Sir OSWALD is seen, His corslet rich jewels adorn ) And FjOMNB in mail of a jetty black mien, His shield is emboss'd wilh the silvery Queen, His motto—" To guide the forlorn." And no,7 they engage, and now fiercely they fight, With lance firmly fixtin the rest; The conscience of OSWALD obstructed his might. But EDMUND is bold, for his cause is the right- He pierces the baron's false breast! ow soon did fair EMMBLINE hear of the deed That ended her tyrant's command, And, joined by Sir EDMUND, she mounted her atecti, ie then iO her castle proceeded with speed k I to her lover her baad. JrnrtadvA R

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