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it, she said, in the brook and kept it ever since in her pocket, to restore it to him in case die should ever fee him again, which, she added, he had half promised her. As she told me this, the took the hankerchief out of her pocket to let me see it; she had folded it up neatly in a couple of vine leaves, tied round with a tendrilon opening it, I saw an S marked in one of the corners.
She had since that, fie told me, strayed as far as Rome, and walk'd round $r. Peter's once and return'd back-that she found her way alone across the Aspennines—had travelled over all Lombardy without money -and through the flinty roads of Saroy without shoes -how she had borne it, and how she had got supported, she could not tell-but God tempor's the wind, said Maria, to THE SHORN LAMB.
Shorn, indeed! and to the quick, faid I ; and waft thou in my own land, where I have a cottage, I would take thee to it, and shelter thee : thou shouldft eat of my own bread, and drink of my own cup- I would be kind to thy Sylvio- in all thy weaknesses and wanderings I would seek after thee, and bring thee backwhen the sun went down, I would say my prayers; and when I had done, thou shouldlt play thy evening song upon thy pipe, nor would the incense of my facrifice be worse accepted for entering Heaven along with that of a broken heart.
Nature melted within me, as I uttered this; and Maria observing, as I took out my handkerchief, that it was steep'd too much already to be of use, would
needs go wash it in the stream--and where will you dry .it, Maria? said I-I will dry it in my bosom, said she, twill do me good.
And is your heart still so warm, Maria? said I.
I touch'd upon the string on which hung all her forrows-fhe look'd with wistful disorder for some time in my face; and then, without saying any thing, took her pipe and play'd her service to the VirginThe string I had touched ceased to vibrate—in a moment or two Maria returned to herself— let her pipe fall-and rose up.
And where are you going, Maria? said I. - She faid, to Moulines. Let us go, faid I, together.-Maria put her arm within mine, and lengthening the string, to let the dog follow in that order we entered Moulines.
Though I hate salutations and greetings in the market-place, yet when we got into the middle of this, I stopp'd to take my last look and last farewel of Maria,
Maria, though not tall, was nevertheless of the first order of fine forms-afiliation had touched her looks with something that was scarce earthly-still she was feminine--and so much was there about her of all that the heart wishes, or the eye looks for in woman, that could the traces be ever worn out of her brain, and those of Eliza's out of mine, the should not only eat of my bread and drink of my own cup, but Maria should lie in 'my bofom, and be unto me as a daughter.
Adieu, poor luckless maiden! imbibe the oil and wine which the compassion of a stranger, as he journey.
eth on his way, now pours into thy wounds. The Being who has twice bruised thee, can only bind them up for ever,
SENT. JOURNEY, PAGE 217.
THE PARSON'S HORSE.
E it known then, that, for about five years before
the date of the midwife's licence, of which you have had so circumstantial an account,--the parson we have to do with had made himfelf a country-talk by a breach of all decorum, which he had committed against himself, his station, and his office; and that was in never appearing better, or otherwise mounted, than upon a lean, sorry, jackass of a horse, value about one pound fifteen shillings; who, to shorten all description of him, was full brother to Rofinante, as far as fimilitude congenial could make him; for he answered his defcription to a hair-breadth in every thing,-except that I do not remember 'tis any where faid, that Rofinante was broken-winded; and that, moreover, Rofnante, as is the happiness of moft Spanish Horses, fat or lean, was undoubtedly a horse at all points.
I know very well that the Hero's horse was a horse of cháste deportment, which may have given grounds
- for the contrary opinion : But it is as certain at the saine time, that Ro'nante's continency (as may be demonstrated from the adventure of the rangu fan carriers) proceeded from no bodily defect or cause whatsoever, but from the temperance and orderly current of his blood. And let me tell you, Madam, there is a great deal of very good chastity in the world, in behalf of which you could not say more for your life.
Let that be as it may, as my purpose is to do exact justice to every creature brought upon the stage of this dramatic work,-- I could not stifle this distinction in favour of Don Quixote's horse ;-in all other points, the parson's horse, I say, was just such another--for he was as lean, and as lack, and as forry a jade, as Hu. MILITY herself could have bestrode.
In the estimation of here and there a man of weak judgment, it was greatly in the parson's power to have helped, the figure of this horse of his,--for he was master of a very handsome demi-peak'd saddle, quilted on the seat with green pluh, garnished with a double row of filver-headed studs, and noble pair of shining brass stirrups, with a housing altogether suitable, of grey fuperfine cloth, with an edging of black lace, terminating in a deep, black, filk fringe, poudré d'or, -all which he had purchased in the pride and prime of his life; together with a grand embossed bridle, or. namented at all points as it Mould be. caring to banter his beast, he bad hung all these up behind his study door and, in lieu of them, had Seriously befitted him with just such a bridle and such'
a saddle, as the figure and value of such a steed might
In the several fallies about his parish, and in the
-Labour stood still as he passed, the bucket hung suspended in the middle of the well, the spinning wheel forgot its round,
even chuck-farthing and shuffle-cap themselves stood gaping till he had got out of sight; and as his movement was not of the quickest, he had generally time enough upon his hands - to make his obfervations,-to hear the groans of the serious, and the laughter of the light-hearted ;-all which he bore with excellent tranquillity.His character was,-he loved a jest in his heart-and as he saw himself in the true point of ridicule, he would say, he could not be angry with others for seeing him in a light, in which he fo ftrongly saw himself. So that to his friends, who knew his foible was not the love of money, and who therefore made the less fcruple in bantering the extravagance of his humour, instead of giving the true cause,--he chose rather to join in the laugh against himfelf; and as he never carried one single ounce of flesh upon his own bones, being altogether as spare a figure as his beast-lie would sometimes ingift upon it, that the horse was as good as the rider deferved ;-