OR, THE LADY OF THE WEST COUNTRY. A Tale. IN THREE VOLUMES. BY REGINA MARIA ROCHE, AUTHOR OF THE CHILDREN OF THE ABBEY; DISCARDED SON; HOUSES OF TRECOTHICK BOWER. CHAP. I. I fancy I'm now turn'd wild, a commoner of nature, Of all forsaken, and forsaking all: Live in a shady forest's sylvan scene; Stretch'd at my length beneath some blasted oak,, Í lean my head upon the mossy bank, And look just of a piece, as I grew from it. DRYDEN. THIS was an evidence too strong of the truth of Hardwick's statement to permit a lingering doubt to remain any longer of. it; and dropping it from his trembling hand, Edmund, covering his eyes, resigned himself to all that despair and desolation of feeling which the impassioned heart of youthful VOL. II. B |