 | Young Arthur |  |
And Allan, forbidden, he wander'd the waste,
The path to the grave of old Simon he trac'd;
Reclin'd on the turf, and abandon'd to grief,
He in plaintive soliloquy sought for relief.
The path to the grave of old Simon he trac'd;
Reclin'd on the turf, and abandon'd to grief,
He in plaintive soliloquy sought for relief.
| Young Arthur | |