"Come back, come hack," he cried in grief, Across this stormy water:

"And I'll forgive your Highland chief,

"My daughter,-Oh my daughter!"

'Twas vain: the loud waves lash'd the shore, Return or aid preventing:

The waters wild, went o'er his child-
And he was left lamenting.

THE TURKISH LADY.
CAMPBELL.

'TWAS the hour when rites unholy Call'd each Paynim voice to pray'r,

And the star that faded slowly

Left to dews the freshen'd air.

Day her sultry fires had wasted,

Calm and sweet the moon-light rose;

E'en a captive's spirit tasted

Half oblivion of his woes.

Then 'twas from an Emir's palace

Came an Eastern Lady bright:

She, in spite of tyrants jealous,

Saw and lov'd an English knight.

"Tell me, captive, why in anguish

"Foes have dragg'd thee here to dwell,

"Where poor Christians, as they languish, "Hear no sound of sabbath bell ?"

""Twas on Transylvania's Bannat

"When the crescent shone afar,

"Like a pale disast'rous planet,
"O'er the purple tide of war.—

"In that day of desolation,

"Lady, I was captive made;
Bleeding for my Christian nation
"By the wall of high Belgrade."

Captive, could the brightest jewel,
"From my turban, set thee free?"
"Lady, no!—the gift were cruel,
"Ransom'd, yet if reft of thee.

"Say, fair Princess, would it grieve thee,
"Christian climes should we behold?"
"Nay, hold knight, I would not leave thee,
"Were thy ransom paid in gold!"

Now in heaven's blue expansion,
Rose the midnight star to view,
When to quit her father's mansion,
Thrice she wept, and bade adieu !

"Fly we then, while none discover,
"Tyrant barks, in vain ye ride!"
Soon at Rhodes the British lover,

Clasp'd his blooming Eastern bride.

ALONZO THE BRAVE AND FAIR
IMOGINE.

LEWIS.

A WARRIOR so bold and a virgin so bright,
Convers'd as they sat on the green

They gaz'd on each other with tender delight;
Alonzo the Brave, was the name of the Knight-
The Maid's was the Fair Imogine.

"And, oh !" said the youth," since to-morrow I go "To fight in a far distant land,

"Your tears for my absence soon ceasing to flow, "Some other will court you, and you will bestow "On a wealthier suitor your hand!

"Oh! hush these suspicions," fair Imogine said, "Offensive to love and to me:

"For, if you be living, or if you be dead, "I swear by the Virgin, that none in your stead "Shall husband of Imogine be.

"If e'er I, by lust or by wealth led aside, "Forget my Alonzo the Brave,

"God grant that, to punish my falsehood and pride,
"Your ghost at the marriage may sit by my side,
"May tax me with perjury, claim me as bride,
"And bear me away to the grave!"

To Palestine hasten'd the hero so bold;
His love she lamented him sore:-

But scarce had a twelvemonth elaps'd, when, behold!
A Baron, all cover'd with jewels and gold,
Arriv'd at fair Imogine's door.

His treasures, his presents, his spacious domain,
Soon made her untrue to her vows:

He dazzled her eyes, he bewilder'd her brain!
He caught her affections so light and so vain,
And carry'd her home as his spouse!

And now had the marriage been blest by the priest;
The revelry now was begun;

The tables they groan'd with the weight of the feast,
Nor yet had the laughter and merriment ceas'd,
When the bell at the castle toll'd-ONE.

Then first with amazement fair Imogine found
A stranger was plac'd by her side:

His air was terrific; he utter'd no sound!

He spake not, he mov'd not, he look'd not aroundBut earnestly gaz'd on the bride!

His vizor was clos'd, and gigantic his height;

His armour was sable to view :

All pleasure and laughter were hush'd at his sight; The dogs, as they ey'd him, drew back in affright; The lights in the chamber burn'd blue!

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His presence all bosoms appear'd to dismay;
The guests sat in silence and fear';

At length spake the Bride, while she trembled, “ I 66 pray,

"Sir Knight, that your helmet aside you would lay, "And deign to partake of our cheer!"

The lady is silent; the stranger complies;
His vizor he slowly unclos'd;-

Oh, God! what a sight met Fair Imegine's eyes!
What words can express her dismay and surprise,
When a skeleton's head was expos'd!

All present then utter'd a terrify'd shout,
All turn'd with disgust from the scene;

The worms they crept in, and the worms they crept

out,

And sported his eyes and his temples about,
While the spectre address'd Imogine:-

"Behold me, thou false one, behold me!" he cry'd; "Remember Alonzo the Brave!

"God grants, that, to punish thy falshood and pride, "My ghost at thy marriage should sit by thy side; "Should tax thee with perjury, claim thee as bride, "And bear thee away to the grave!"

Thus saying, his arms round the lady he wound,
While loudly she shriek'd in dismay;

Then sunk with his prey thro' the wide-yawning ground!

Nor ever again was fair Imogine found,

Or the spectre that bore her away!

Not long liv'd the baron; and none, since that time,
To inhabit the castle presume;

For chronicles tell, that, by order sublime,
There Imogine suffers the pain of her crime,
And mourns her deplorable doom.

At midnight, four times in each year, does her sprite,
When mortals in slumber are bound,

Array'd in her bridal apparel of white,
Appear in the hall with the Skeleton-Knight,
And shriek as he whirls her around!

While they drink out of skulls newly torn from the grave,

Dancing round them the spectres are seen: Their liquor is blood, and this horrible stave They howl-"To the health of Alonzo the Brave, "And his consort, the Fair Imogine!"

POOR MARY, THE MAID OF THE INN.

SOUTHEY.

WHO is she, the poor maniac, whose wildly-fix'd

ey es

Seem a heart overcharg'd to express?She weeps not, yet often and deeply she sighs; She never complains-but her silence implies The composure of settled distress.

No aid, no compassion the maniac will seek ;
Cold and hunger awake not her care:

Thro' the rags do the winds of the winter blow bleak
On her poor wither'd bosom, half bare, and her cheek
Has the deadly pale hue of despair.

Yet cheerful and happy (nor distant the day)
Poor Mary the maniac has been;

The trav'ller remembers, who journey'd this way,
No damsel so lovely, no damsel so gay,

As Mary, the maid of the inn.