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King Edgar lov'd, King Edgar woo'd,
You'll all allow, I ween, 'Twas grossierté, 'twas wrong, 'twas rude!
For EDGAR had a Queen.
In vain he offered heaps of gold,
In vain to work he went,
To win the maid's consent;
When words, and sighs, and tears had fail'd,
He feign'd him deadly sick,
Then play'd a King a trick.
All in the dark she made believe,
She'd grace the Monarch's bed,
Another in her stead.
At Highgate, I am much afraid.
They ne'er had sworn his Grace, Else had he never let the Maid,
Assume her Lady's place.
Such shocking things
Prove, modern Kings Are better than of yore ;
Is reason why,
LOVE TALE THE THIRD.
Yer how dare I attempt to tell a story,
ELFRIDA with her father liv'd retired,
Who read my simple legend, ah, beware!
When ATHELWOld beheld the beauteous maid
The King by other favorites made wise,
So much for love !-the gallant King expires,
• The usual mode of compensation was resorted to, and a pile was raised in honour of a saint, to expiate the crime of murdering a sinner.
By way of Postcript, suffer me to add,
The King his Magistrates with care inspected, The just rewarded; woe betide the bad ! Whom neither rank, nor friends, nor place,
He taught the Clergy to reform their lives,
EDGAR, and it was noble in the Prince,
Made yearly circuits to discover Where pardon might reform and more convince Than punishment. Of Peace an ardent
lover. Where more congenially cou'd MERCY rest, Than thus companion'd in a Monarch's breast?
END OF PART THE SECOND.