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HAROLD THE DAUNTLESS.
Canto II.
"My nurse has told me many a tale,
How vows of love are weak and frail;
My mother says that courtly youth,
By rustic maid means seldom sooth;
What should they mean? it cannot be,
That such a warning's meant for me,
For nought—oh! nought of fraud or ill
Can William mean to Metelill!"—

VII.
Sudden she stops—and starts to feel
A weighty hand, a glove of steel,
Upon her shrinking shoulders laid;
Fearful she turn'd, and saw, dismay'd,