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94 'Take my free gift, my cousin, for your wife; And were it only for the giver's sake, And tho' she seem so like the one you lost, Yet cast her not away so suddenly, Lest there be none left here to bring her back: I leave this land for ever.' Here he ceased.

Then taking his dear lady by one hand, And bearing on one arm the noble babe, He slowly brought them both to Lionel. And there the widower husband and dead wife Rush'd each at each with a cry, that rather seem'd For some new death than for a life renew'd; Whereat the very babe began to wail; At once they turn'd, and caught and brought him in To their charm'd circle, and, half-killing him With kisses, round him closed and claspt again. But Lionel, when at last he freed himself