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THE FOREST SANCTUARY.


LIV.

Why came I? oh! the heart's deep mystery!—Why
In man's last hour doth vain affection's gaze
Fix itself down on struggling agony,
To the dimm'd eye-balls freezing, as they glaze?
It might be—yet the power to will seem'd o'er—
That my soul yearn'd to hear his voice once more!
But mine was fetter'd!—mute in strong amaze,
I watch'd his features as the night-wind blew,

And torch-light or the moon's pass'd o'er their marble hue.


LV.

The trampling of a steed!—a tall white steed.
Rending his fiery way the crowds among—
A storm's way through a forest—came at speed.
And a wild voice cried "Inez!" Swift she flung
The mantle from her face, and gaz'd around,
With a faint shriek at that familiar sound,
And from his seat a breathless rider sprung,
And dash'd off fiercely those who came to part,

And rush'd to that pale girl, and clasp'd her to his heart.
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