Why do you weep? Ah wherefore not reply? MARGARET. It was the chiding gale: Ah no, it is the found of hoftile fteps. (Enter Robber.) ROBBER. Who e'er thou art, I fee thou'rt in distress, I too am well acquainted with Misfortune, And greater fill than thine, for at my door Pale Famine fits, while ftarving children fend A mournful A mournful peal: if ought thou haft conceal'd fi Give me thy treafure, or I'll flay thy child. MARGARET. Arreft that impious arm, He is thy Prince! Talk not of want; of Mifery's fcourging hand) Complain no more; in me, in me behold Distressful MARG'RET, England's vanquish'd Queen! And all the treasure left her from the field, The cruel havock of this morning's fight, Is center'd in this Child. I'm not fo loft in vice, fo deep-ingulph'd (Kneeling) The favage mode in which I first accosted thee, And And in atonement for my crime accept, Where rides a Bark, whofe canvafs courts the gales May'st find a safe retreat from the wild dangers MARGARET. Rife, rife, I dare confide Myself and my lov'd child to your protection; HUMA Lead on amid the horrors of this hour, Reft of a Crown, a Husband, ev'ry Friend, Amid this mighty ruin, EDWARD lives, And wretched' MARGARET fill fhall be a Mother.. This godlike deed of thine, thou gen'rous man, From out the wond'rous ftory of this day Shall shine to latest time, the moft illuftrious. FOR FOR THE VASE AT BATH EASTON: UPON DR E NOVEMBER 1777. 1. As Echo's voice returns the pleasing lay, So is a Dream the Echo of the day: The bufy thoughts that round fome object teem Still II. Still when fome chofen fair commands the heart Gay Fancy acts at night her mimic part: Say, does not Fancy to your slumber bring, Sometimes a dream anticipates the date, Thus o'er his flumber breath'd her fad adieu: • Oh |