...low, the deep, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; And she forgave me, that I gaz'd Too fondly on her Face ! But when I told the cruel scorn Which craz'd this bold and lovely Knight,...

...ten long Years he woo'd The Lady of the Land. I told her, how he pin'd : and, ah ! The low, the deep, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; And she forgave me, that I gaz'd...

...ten long years he woo'd' The Lady of the Land. I told her how he pin'd:- And, ah ! The low, the deep, the pleading tone,. With which I sang another's Love Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace;. And she forgave mo, that I gaz'd...

...ten long Years he woo'd The Lady of the Land. I told her, how he pin'd : and, ah ! The low, the deep, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; And she forgave me, that I gaz'd...

...ten long Years he woo'd The Lady of the Land. I told her, how he pin'd : and, ah ! The low, the deep, the pleading tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; And she forgave me, that I gaz'd...

...Air, I sang an old and moving Story — An old rude Song that fitted well The Ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her Face. I told her of the Knight, that wore...

...Air, I sang an old and moving Story — An old rude Song that fitted well The Ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her Face. I told her of the Knight; that wore...

...her of the Knight that wore 'Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he woo'd The Lady of the Land. I told her how he pined ; and...I sang another's love, Interpreted my own. • She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace ; And she forgave me, that I gazed...

...her of the Knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he woo'd The Lady of the Land. I told her how he pined ; and...which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest | And she forgave me, that 1 1 Too fondly...

...shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he woo'd The Lady of the Land. 120 She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace ; And she forgave me, that 1 gazed Too fondly on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight,...