She starts to hear a ftranger's voice,
And with a modeft grace
She lifts her meek eye in furprize,
And fees a ftranger's face.

The ftranger loft in tranfport flood,
Bereft of voice and pow'r,
While fhe with equal wonder view'd
SIR ELDRED OF THE BOWER.

The virgin blush which spreads her cheek, With Nature's pureft dye,

And all thofe 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 purfued,
And feafted on the fight.

With filent wonder long they gaz'd,
And neither filence broke;
At length the fmoother'd paffion blaz’d,
Enamour'd ELDRED spoke :

"O facred 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 repell'd "Which guileful beauty threw, "But goodness heard, and grace beheld, "Muft every heart fubdue."

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 fpeech he greets
The young and graceful Knight;

"O gallant Youth, whoe'er thou art, "Thou art welcome to this place; "There's fomething rifes at my heart, "Which fays I've seen that face."

"Thou generous Knight" the youth rejoin'd, "Tho' little known to fame, "I truft I bear a grateful mind"Sir ELDRED is my name,

"Sir ELDRED?"-ARDOLPH loud 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, "Since to my aged eyes 'tis given

"Sir ELDRED's fon to fee!

Then ARDOLPH caught him by the hand,

And gaz'd upon his face,

And to his aged bofom ftrain'd,

With many a kind embrace,

Again he view'd him o'er and o'er,
And doubted fill the truth,
And afk'd what he had afk'd before,
Then thus addreft the youth:

"Come now beneath my roof I pray, "Some needful reft to take,

"And with us many a chearful day Thy friendly fojourn make."

He enter'd at the gate ftraitway
Some needful reft to take,
And with them many a chearful day
Did friendly fojourn make.

THE END OF THE FIRST PART.

SIR ELDRED OF THE BOWER,

A

LEGENDARY TALE.

ONC

PART II.

NCE-'twas upon a Summer's walk,
The gaudy day was fled;

They cheated Time with chearful talk,
When thus Sir ARDOLPH faid:

"Thy father was the firmest friend
"That e'er my being bleft?
"And every virtue Heaven could fend,
"Faft bound him to my breast,

“To make our union ftill more dear, "We both were doom'd to prove "What is moft fweet and most severe "In heart diffolving love.

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