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-“ Long has my arm forgot to wield
Replied the stranger drear :
* And which we both revere!
" Know'st thou not Siegmar, Herman's fire, “ That arm of steel, that soul of fire ?
“ Here is his grave.--My name • Is Flavus-at that sound the woods « With curses ring, and Weser's floods
My infamy proclaim!
" For such is vengeful Odin's will
“ Thick on my head shall be,
My gory hands and lance again
" Still then, when midnight hours permit “ Pale spectres Hela's realm to quit,
“ I seek this hallow'd place; " With tears bedew these crimson blots, “ And strive to wash away the spots
“ No pains can now efface !".
He ceased; when Odin's eagle came,
And seized the phantom knight:
From awe-struck Hengift's sight.
" Son !” said the chief, with horror chill'd, While down his brows cold dews distili'd,
“ Now take your sword in hand, “ And swear with me, each drop of gore, " That swells your veins, well pleased to pour
“ To guard your native land !”
ALONZO THE BRAVE AND FAIR IMOGINE.
M. G. LEWIS.
This was first published in the Third Volume of Ambrosio, or
A WARRIOR so bold and a virgin so bright
Conversed, as they sat on the green ;
The maid's was the Fair Imogine.
.“ And, oh !” said the youth,“ since to-morrow I go “ To fight in a far-diftant land, “ Your tears for my absence foon leaving to flow, “ Some other will court you, and you will bestow " On a wealthier suitor
- Oh! hush these suspicions,” Fair Imogine said, « Offensive to love and to me! 5. For, if you be living, or if you be dead, “ I swear by the Virgin, that none in your stead
“ Shall husband of Imogine be.
" And if e'er for another my heart should decide, “ Forgetting Alonzo the Brave,
“ God grant, that, to punish my falsehood and pride “ Your ghost at the marriage may fit by my side, “ May tax me with perjury, claim me as bride, “ And bear me away to the grave
To Palestine haften'd the hero so bold;
His love she lamented him fore:
Arrived at Fair Imogine's door,
His treasure, his presents, his spacious domain,
Soon made her untrue to her vows :
And carried her home as his spouse.
And now had the marriage been bless’d by the priest;
The revelry now was begun:
Nor yet had the laughter and merriment ceased,
When the bell of the castle toll'd“ one !"
Then first with amazement Fair Imogine found
That a stranger was placed by her side :
But earnestly gazed on the bride.
His viżor was closed, and gigantic his height ;
His armour was fable to view :
The lights in the chamber burnt blue !
His presence all bosoms appear’d to dismay;
The guests fat in silence and fear: At length spoke the bride, while the trembled :—“ I pray, * Sir Knight, that your helmet aside you would lay,
“ And deign to partake of our cheer.”
The lady is silent: the stranger complies,
His vizor he slowly unclosed :
When a skeleton's head was exposed !