Peter Faultless to his brother Simon tales of night, in rhyme, and other poems. By the author of Night [i.e. Ebenezer Elliott] |
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III.
The fiddle's shriek was superseded:The tale, the joke, the laugh succeeded,
And scandal stoop'd at folly's ear.
Soft-touching, with his finger's end,
Her, who, erewhile, was Mary Bray,
Said Mathew then unto his dear:
“How strange that my expected friend
Came not to give the bride away!
What stays his coming? cans't thou say?”
| Peter Faultless to his brother Simon | |