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lady emmeline.
"Oh stay me not stranger, the merciless sky
On me darts its fury in vain:
'Tis despair's lurid meteor that gleams from my eye,
'Tis the demon of anguish that urges the sigh,
And perplexes my wandering brain!

"Then stay me not stranger! the path I explore
Is dreary, and dark, and unknown!
See the corpse-candles flitting my footsteps before!
Ah! soon shall the toil of my journey be o'er,
But I must pursue it alone."

"Now turn thee rash maiden! now tarry, I pray!
All sternly the stranger exclaimed
Oh where art thou wending thy desolate way?
From thy sire's shelt'ring turrets what tempts thee to stray,
Once for prudence and piety famed?"