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Edwin, I wis, a gentle youth,
Endow'd with courage, sense and truth,

Though badly shap'd he'd been.

His mountain back mote well be said,
To measure height against his head,

And lift itself above ;
Yet, spite of all that Nature did
To make his uncouth form forbid,

This creature dar'd to love,

He felt the charms of Edith's eyes,
Nor wanted hope to gain the prize,

Could ladies look within :
But one Sir Topaz dress'd with art;
And if a shape could win a heart,

He had a shape to win.

Edwin, if right I read my song,
With slighted paffion pac'd along,

All in the moony light;
'Twas near an old enchanted court,
Where sportive fairies made resort

To revel out the night.

His heart was drear, his hope was cross’d, 'Twas late, 'twas far, the path was loft.

That reach'd the neighbour-town; With weary steps he quits the shades, Resolv'd the darkling dome he treads,

And drops his limbs adown.

But fcant he lays him on the floor,
When hollow winds remove the door,

And trembling rocks the ground:


And well I ween, to count aright,
A once a hundred tapers light

On all the walls around.

Now founding tongues affail his ear;
Now founding feet approachen near;

And now the sounds increase :
And from the corner where he lay,
He sees a train profusely gay

Come prankling o'er the place,

But (trust me, Gentles !) never yet
Was dight a masquing half fo neat,

Or half so rich before ;
The country lent the sweet perfumes,
The fea the pearl, the ky the plumes,

The town it's filken store,

Now whilft he gaz'd, a gallant dress'd In fiąunting robes above the rest,

With awful accent cry'd; • What mortal of a wretched mind, • Whose fighs infect the balmy wind,

• Has here presum'd to hide ?'

At this the swain, whose venturous foul No fears of magick art controul,

Advanc'd in open fight; • Nor have I cause of dreed,' he said, • Who view, by no presumption led,

• Your revels of the night.

. 'Twas grief, for scorn of faithful love, • Which made my steps unweeting rove

Amid the nightly dew."

« 'Tis well,' the gallant cries again; • We fairies never injure men

• Who dare to tell us true.

• Exalt thy love-dejected heart,
• Be mine the tak, or ere we'part,

- To make thee grief refign:
• Now take the pleasure of thy chaunce;
• Whilft I with Mab, my partner, daunce,

.6 Be little Mable thine,

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And full against the beam he flung,
Where by the back the youth he hung,

r To spraul urneath the roof.

From thence, · Reverse my charm,' he cries, • And let it fairly now suffice

· The gambol has been shown." But Oberon answers with a smile, • Content thee, Edwin, for a while,

• The 'vantage is thine own."

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But soon as Dan Apollo rose,
Full jolly creature home he goes; *****

He feels his back the lefs ; 2.1.7r
His honeft tongue and steady mind ca si
Had rid him of the lump behind, .:

Which made him want fuccessoir::.

With lufty livelyhed he talks;
He seems a dauncing as he walks:

His story foon took wind;


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