Narrative poems on the Female Character in the various relations of life. By Mary Russell Mitford ... Vol. I |
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Throughout the land the tidings spread:The people mourn'd the Infant dead;
And vengeance on poor Blanch's head,
With heart and voice, call'd down.
Yet some there were, of gentler mould,
Who all her deeds of mercy told;
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They said, in whisp'ring tone,
“But never that sweet lady's hand
Could aim the dart at Ferdinand!”
In high cathedral chaunted loud,
Prayers for the murder'd Infant rung;
And bells were toll'd and masses sung
At sainted shrine and convent proud.
Within the court 'twas sadness all;
At council-board, at mass, in hall
Scarce was the monarch seen;
And none, since the lov'd victim's fall,
Had view'd the childless Queen.
One only peer of all his train
Sought not Alfonzo's ear in vain;
Count Merida, with specious lies,
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“A nation's prayers demand her fate;
My liege! why should you hesitate!”
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