King EDGAR lov'd, King EDGAR woo'd, 'Twas grossierté, 'twas wrong, 'twas rude! For EDGAR had a Queen. In vain he offered heaps of gold, In vain to work he went, More ways than we have yet been told, To win the maid's consent; When words, and sighs, and tears had fail'd, He feign'd him deadly sick, The Lady, since nought else prevail'd, All in the dark she made believe, 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 Such shocking things Prove, modern Kings Are better than of yore; Which probably, Is reason why, Some folks abuse them more. LOVE TALE THE THIRD. YET how dare I attempt to tell a story, ELFRIDA with her father liv'd retired, Few eyes beheld her, yet, who saw, admired; And fame, of beauty ever prone to sing, Proclaim'd her modest merits to the King; Who, 'ere he credence gave, resolv❜d to send, The truth to ascertain, a fancied friend. Who read my simple legend, ah, beware! Those are not always friends who say they are. When When ATHELWOLD beheld the beauteous maid Too soon his trust from EDGAR was betray'd; With false report his master's ear abus'd, He weds the fair the cheated King refus'd; The King by other favorites made wise, Views his friend's treason in ELFRIDA's charms, The faulty Earl is slain, and on the spot, 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 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, protected. He taught the Clergy to reform their lives, EDGAR, and it was noble in the Prince, Where pardon might reform and more convince lover. Where more congenially cou'd MERCY rest, Than thus companion'd in a Monarch's breast? END OF PART THE SECOND. ENGLAND. |