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And now the Percy name, so long
Our northern pride and boast, Lies bid, alas! beneath a cloud,
Their honours reft and loft.
No chieftain of that noble house
Now leads our youth to arms;
all our farms.
Their halls and castles, once fo fair,
Now moulder in decay ;
And bear their wealth away.
Nor far from hence, where yon full stream
Runs winding down the lea,
And overlooks the sea.
Those towers, alas! now stand forlorn,
With noisome weeds o'erspread, Where feafted lords and courtly dames,
And where the poor were fed.
Meantime far off, mid Scottish hills,
The PERCY lives unknown :
not claim his own.
O might I with these aged eyes
But live to see him here,
He said, and dropt a tear.
And is the Percy still so lov’d,
Of all his friends and thee?
Then, bless me, father, said the youth,
For thy guest am He.
Silent he gaz'd, then turn'd aside
To wipe the tears he shed;
Pour'd blessings on his head :
Welcome, our dear and much-lov'd lord,
Thy country's hope and care : But who may this young lady be
That is so wondrous fair ?
Now, father, listen to my tale,
And thou shalt know the truth ; And let thy fage advice direct
My unexperienc'd youth.
In Scotland I've been nobly bred
Beneath the regent's hand, In feats of arms, and every lore
To fit me for command.
With fond impatience long I burn'd
My native land to see:
To yield that boon to me.
and down in hunter's garb I wander'd as in chase, Till in the noble Neville's house
I gain'd a hunter's place.
Some time with him I liv'd unknown,
Till I'd the hap so rare To please this young and gentle dame,
That baron's daughter fair.
Now, Percy, said the blushing maid,
The truth I must reveal :
Souls great and generous, like to thine,
Their noble deeds conceal.
It happen'd on a summer's day,
Led by the fragrant breeze,
Among the green-wood trees :
Sudden a band of rugged Scots,
That near in ambush lay;
There seiz'd me for their prey.
My shrieks had all been spent in vain,
But Heaven, that saw my grief, Erought this brave youth within my call,
Who flew to my relief.
With nothing but his hunting spear,
And dagger in his hand,
And caus'd them soon to stand.