was of a gentle and passive disposition, he betook himself to a villa on the banks of the Thames; and there lived, entertaining his friends. Being, however, of a melancholy habit for one so young, and very thoughtful, his inclination led him to travel for relief. Having received a sufficient sum of the king, he departed; they mutually embracing and honouring each other. The young man, in answer to his sage advice, telling him only, "Sir, I bear your name."
Having passed through many countries, he came into Tuscany. The sun was setting; and as he went over the bridge into the city, the bells were ringing, and the sound of music was distinctly heard in the meadows and vintages. The doors of the houses were open, and all the place seemed as one family. His melancholy left him; and his heart warmed within him. He no longer pondered, or looked down, but alighted gaily from his horse, and shook the dust from the feathers in his hat, inquiring the while the reasons for the rejoicings. He was told that the duke had, three days since, married a noble and beautiful lady, who much loved him; and that they were to rejoice for seven days.
When the evening was come, Alfred did not,
