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"Here, Gordon, do I plighte my hande,

"My honour and renowne,

"That, if thou to my fworde wilt yeilde,
"And my allegiance owne-

"But more,-if thou wilt be my friende,
"And faithful fhare my hearte,
"I'll ever prove gentle unto thee-
"Wee never more wille parte.

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"Thou, in the raging battle's houre,
Shalle aye fighte by my fide,
"And at my table and my court,
"In time of peace prefide.

"When profperous fate fhall gilde my throne,
"Thou shalt partake, my joye;
"When troubles low're, to foothe thy prince
"Shall be thy fole employe.

"And I to thee the fame will prove,

"A gentle bofom friend;

"In joy to fhare thy happineffe,

"In woe thy care to end.

"Nowe, Adam, take thy lafling choice,

"Thy prince awaites thy worde: "Accepte, brave man, my fmile or frowne "My friendship or my fworde."

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Brave Adam, ftruck with wonder, gaz'd—
Hee figh'd at every worde;
Then, falling quicke upon hys knee,
Hee gave the prince hys sworde.

Upon the warrioure's dark browne cheeke
A teare was feene to fhyne--
Hee layde hys hande upon hys hearte→→
"Brave Edwarde, I am thyne."

The pyrying prince the warriour rais'de, And prefs'd hym to his hearte; "Adam, thy prince will bee thy friende,"We never more will parte."

A fhouting from their followers bye
Proclaym'd the joyful founde;
The hills and woodlandes, echoing loud,
Difpers'd the tydyngs rounde.

The prince then made that brave outlawe
On hys own fteede to ryde,
With banners rich and trappings gaye,
And he rode by hys fyde.

And when with fhoutes to Guilforde towne

Thys noble trayne came on,

O'erjoy'd, our royal queene came forthe, To meete her warlyke son.

"Fayre fon, fayre fon, more deare to mee,

"Than alle that lyfe can give,

"Full many a daye the loffe of thee

"Hath caus'd my hearte to grieve.

"And whence that flayne upon thy shielde? "That bloode upon thy browe ?

Oh! thou haft had fome defperate fyghte, "And didft not let mee knowe.

"Was it among the rebel hofte

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Thy fworde hath got this stayne?

"And are their banners overthrowne ? "And proude Earl Derbye flaine?

"Or is't where Kenilworth's proud tow'res "O'erlook the neighbour playne, "That thou haft rear'd thy conquering armes, “And fix'd thy father's reigne.

"Oh! I've not been where Derby's earl "The rebel caufe upholdes;

"But I've o'ercome a braver man,

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"Nor have I fcene proud Kenilworth, "With tow'rs all arowe;

"But I've o'ercome a braver man

"Than Kenilworth 'ere did knowe.

"Adam o'Gordon is that man,

"A braver ne'er was feene"Then tooke the warrioure by the hande,

And led hym to the queene.

And there the Gordon was carrefs'd,
With tiltes and revelrye;

And none in alle the tournamentes,
Was founde with him to vye.

Where'ere the royal Edwarde foughte, Brave Gordon aye woulde wende; And Edwarde, like a noble prince, Was ever Gordon's friende.

CUMNOR HALL.

HE dews of fummer nighte did falle,
The moone (fweete regente of the skye)

Silver'd the walles of Cumnor Halle,

And manye an oake that grewe therebye.

Nowe noughte was hearde beneath the skies,(The foundes of bufye lyfe were stille,) Save an unhappie ladie's fighes,

That iffued from that lonelye pile.

"Liecefter," fhee cried," is thys thy love "That thou fo oft has fworne to mee, "To leave mee in thys lonelye grove, "Immurr'd in fhameful privitie?

"No more thou com'ft with lover's speede, Thy once-beloved bryde to fee;

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"But bee fhee alive, or bee fhee deade,

"I feare (flerne earle's) the fame to thee..

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