XIX. "And what is friendship but a name, XX. "And love is still an emptier sound, XXI. "For shame, fond youth, thy sorrows hush, XXII. Surpriz'd he sees new beauties rise, XXIII. The bashful look, the rising breast, The lovely stranger stands confest A maid in all her charms. "And, XXIV. "And, ah! forgive a stranger rude, XXV. "But let a maid thy pity share, "My father liv'd beside the Tyne, "A wealthy lord was he; "And all his wealth was mark'd as mine, "He had but only me. XXVII. "To win me from his tender arms, "Unnumber'd suitors came; "Who prais'd me for imputed charms, "And felt, or feign'd a flame. XXVIII. "Each hour a mercenary crowd XXIX. "In humble simplest habit clad, "No wealth nor power had he; "Wisdom and worth where all he had, "But these were all to me. XXX. "And when, beside me in the dale, "He carol'd lays of love, "His breath lent fragrance to the gale "And music to the grove.* XXXI. "The blossom opening to the day, XXXII. "The dew, the blossom on the tree, "With charms inconstant shine; "Their charms were his, but woe to me, "Their constancy was mine. XXXIII. "For still I try'd each fickle art, 66 Importunate and vain ; "And while his passion touch'd my heart, "I triumph'd in his pain. "Till *This stanza, never before printed, was communicated by Richard Archdal, Esq. who received it from the Author himself. XXXIV. "Till quite dejected with my scorn, "He left me to my pride; "And sought a solitude forlorn, "In secret where he dy❜d. XXXV. "But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, XXXVI. "And there forlorn despairing hid, "And so for him will I." XXXVII. "Forbid it Heav'n!" the Hermit cry'd, XXXVIII. "Turn, Angelina, ever dear, Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, "Thus |