fhall a thoufand more. And hither is young Romilly come ; And what may now forbid,That he, perhaps for the hundredth time. Shall bound acrofs the Strid. He fprung in glee, for what cared he That the river was ftroiig and the rocks were fteep ? But the greyhound in the leafh hung back,And checked… … THE 3TRID. When the huntfman ftood before Lady Ahce, his mother,he afked her What is good for a bootlefs beane ? (Whatavails when prayer is ufelefs ?) And the mother, inftin6livelyreadinghis woe-ftruck countenance, replied, Endlefs forrow !And on hearing the fatal truth (he became the fecond…
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