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THE VICAR OF WAKEFIELD

Surprised, he sees new beauties rise,
Swift mantling to the view;
Like colours o'er the morning skies,
As bright, as transient too.
The bashful look, the rising breast,
Alternate spread alarms;
The lovely stranger stands confessed
A maid in all her charms.
And, " Ah! forgive a stranger rude-
A wretch forlorn," she cried;
" Whose feet unhallowed thus intrude
Where Heaven and you reside.
" But let a maid thy pity share,
Whom love has taught to stray;
Who seeks for rest, but finds despair
Companion of her way.
" My father lived beside the Tyne,
A wealthy lord was he;
And all his wealth was marked as mine
He had but only me.
" To win me from his tender arms
Unnumbered suitors came,
Who praised me for imputed charms,
And felt, or feigned, a flame.
" Each hour a mercenary crowd
With richest proffers strove;
Amongst the rest young Edwin bowed,
But never talked of love.
" In humble, simple habit clad,
No wealth nor power had he;
Wisdom and worth were all he had,
But these were all to me.
" And when, beside me in the dale,
He carolled lays of love,
His breath lent fragrance to the gale
And music to the grove.

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