170 AGNES or Hir.H SUNDEELAKD. 



flew quickly by with music, dancing, and a few old English games. All 

 returned home highly gratified, and anxiously looking forward to the next 

 opportunity when a similar treat Avill be afforded. 



^pji8i 0f ftigto ^untt^rland. 



INTRODUCTION. 



Old walls! — shattered, decay 'd, and stained, 



How much yi u teach ; — 

 Each little feature that has here remained 

 Would seem to preach 

 Of fleeiing grandeur, — blighted hopes ; — resistK'SS Time 

 Is crambling into dust thy boasted prime. 



Yet does he do it with a softened touch, 



And leaves a charm 

 E'en in ihe wreck- he mai>cs. he spareth much 

 To soothe and calm; — 

 Flinging as 'twere a veil of years to screen 

 Thy beauties, — beauties still, tho' dimly see n 



But not to years, or elemental rage 



Alone is due 

 Thy forlorn nsjifct ; — these have dimmed thy page, 

 but such we vii-w 

 In thee, as snowy locks when seen on aged head, 

 That o'er the wearer gl ams of honour shed. 



But sighs will heave the breast, and tears 



Will flow apace. 

 When fancy takes her flight to former years 

 And fills the place 

 With images of things that, once we:e here. 

 The njaiden coy, — the lusty cavalier. 



