I WRITE BUT OF FAMILIAR STUFFE,

BECAUSE MY STILE IS LOWE;

I FEAR TO WADE IN WEIGHTIE WORKS,
OR PAST MY REACH TO ROWE.

GEORGE TURBERVILLE.

Printed by John Stark.

BY THE AUTHOR OF MARRIAGE.

Si la noblesse est vertu, elle se perd par tout ce qui n est pas vertueux; et
si elle n'est pás vertu, c'est peu de chose.

IN THREE VOLUMES.

VOL. III.

LA BRUYERE.

WILLIAM BLACKWOOD, EDINBURGH:

AND T. CADELL, LONDON.

MDCCCXXIV.

THE INHERITANCE.

CHAPTER I.

Oh! sooner shall the rose of May
Mistake her own sweet nightingale,
And to some meaner minstrel's lay
Open her bosom's glowing veil,
Than Love shall ever doubt a tone,
A breath of the beloved one!

LALLA ROOKн.

MEANWHILE the lovers had much to say to each other; but, for a time, the eloquence and the vehemence of Colonel Delmour bore down the softer accents of the Countess, as he pleaded his suit in all the energy of passion, and appealed to herself, as a witness of the injurious treatment he met with from Mrs St Clair. But when he proceeded to urge immediate union, as the only means of putting an end to the ma