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The Life of Buddha and Its Lessons By Henry Steel Olcott Characters: 1285

Updated: 2017-12-04 00:02

Then forth the noble Douglas sprung,

And on his neck his daughter hung.

775 The Monarch drank, that happy hour,

The sweetest, holiest draught of Power-

When it can say, with godlike voice,

Arise, sad Virtue, and rejoice!

Yet would not James the general eye

780 On Nature's raptures long should pry;

He stepped between-"Nay, Douglas, nay,

Steal not my proselyte away!

The riddle 'tis my right to read,

That brought this happy chance to speed.

785 -Yes, Ellen, when disguised I stray

In life's more low but happier way,

'Tis under name which veils my power,

Nor falsely veils-for Stirling's tower

Of yore the name of Snowdoun claims,

790 And Normans call me James Fitz-James.

Thus watch I o'er insulted laws,

Thus learn to right the injured cause."

Then, in a tone apart and low-

"Ah, little traitress! none must know

795 What idle dream, what lighter thought,

What vanity full dearly bought,

Joined to thine eye's dark witchcraft, drew

My spell-bound steps to Benvenue,

In dangerous hour, and all but gave

800 Thy Monarch's life to mountain glaive!"-

Aloud he spoke, "Thou still dost hold

That little talisman of gold,

Pledge of my faith, Fitz-James's ring-

What seeks fair Ellen of the King?"

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