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“Might ever son command a sire,
The act were justified to-day.”
This to himself—and to the Maid,
Whom now he had approached, he said,
—“Gone are they,—they have their desire;
And I with thee one hour will stay,
To give thee comfort if I may.”
He paused, her silence to partake,
And long it was before he spake:
Then, all at once, his thoughts turned round,
And fervent words a passage found.
“Gone are they, bravely, though misled,
With a dear Father at their head!
The Sons obey a natural lord;
The Father had given solemn word
To noble Percy,—and a force
Still stronger bends him to his course.
