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"From your deportment, Sir! I deem
"Tears might be shed, and I might pray,
But I will not defile with dust
The knee that bends to adore
"I speak not of the winter's cold,
Nor yet of trouble and alarms:
"From Moscow to the Wilderness
Lest virtue should be harbourless,
And happy were I, if the Czar
To end life here like this poor deer,
"Are you the Maid," the Stranger cried,
But wonder, pity, soon were quelled;
The soul's pure brightness he beheld
"Such bounty is no gift of chance,"
To me the charge hath given.
But, when the Lady Catherine pleads,
"Leave open to my wish the course,
From that humane and heavenly source,
Faint sanction given, the Cavalier
Though question followed question, dear
To the Maiden's filial heart.
Light was his step,-his hopes, more light,
And the fifth morning gave him sight
He sued:-heart-smitten by the wrong,
The Emperor sent a pledge as strong
O more than mighty change! If e'er
Of something void and vain ;
'Twas when the Parents, who had mourned
So long the lost as dead,
Beheld their only Child returned,
The household floor to tread.
Soon gratitude gave way to love
Meek Catherine had her own reward;
The Czar bestowed a dower; And universal Moscow shared The triumph of that hour.
Flowers strewed the ground; the nuptial feast Was held with costly state;
And there, 'mid many a noble guest,
The Foster-parents sate;
Encouraged by the imperial eye,
They shrank not into shade;
Great was their bliss, the honour high
DURING the month of December, 1820, I accompanied a muchbeloved and honoured Friend in a walk through different parts of his estate, with a view to fix upon the site of a new Church which he intended to erect. It was one of the most beautiful mornings
of a mild season, —our feelings were in harmony with the cherishing influences of the scene; and such being our purpose, we were naturally led to look back upon past events with wonder and gratitude, and on the future with hope. Not long afterwards, some of the Sonnets which will be found towards the close of this series were produced as a private memorial of that morning's occupation.
The Catholic Question, which was agitated in Parliament about that time, kept my thoughts in the same course; and it struck me that certain points in the Ecclesiastical History of our Country might advantageously be presented to view in verse. According y, I took up the subject, and what I now offer to the reader was the result.
When this work was far advanced, I was agreeably surprised to find that my friend, Mr. Southey, had been engaged with similir views in writing a concise History of the Church in England. If our Productions, thus unintentionally coinciding, shall be found to illustrate each other, it will prove a high gratification to me, whi:" I am sure my friend will participate.
January 24, 1822.
For the convenience of passing from one point of the subject to another without shocks of abruptness, this work has taken the shape of a series of Sonnets: but the Reader, it is to be hoped, will find that the pictures are often so closely connected as to have