"For shame, fond youth, thy sorrows hush, And spurn the sex," he said: But, while he spoke, a rising blush His love-lorn guest betray'd. EDWIN AND ANGELINA. Surprised he sees new beauties rise, The bashful look, the rising breast, The lovely stranger stands confess'd, "And, ah! forgive a stranger rude, "But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray; Who seeks for rest, but finds despair "My father lived beside the Tyne, A wealthy lord was he; And all his wealth was mark'd as mine,He had but only me. "To win me from his tender arms, Unnumber'd suitors came, Who praised me for imputed charms, “Each hour a mercenary crowd "In humblest, simplest habit clad, "And when, beside me in the dale, His breath lent fragrance to the gale, "The blossom opening to the day, "The dew, the blossoms on the tree, With charms inconstant shine; Their charms were his; but, woe to me! Their constancy was mine. "For still I tried each fickle art, Importunate and vain; And while his passion touch'd my heart, I triumph'd in his pain. "Till, quite dejected with my scorn, And sought a solitude forlorn, "But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay : I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. |