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Lame and not lame, and leaning on his arm! The stroke darts through me like an adder's sting, Though but so slightly given.

Maurice is come with me to tempt thee out, If we may be so bold. The fairy cave Is a short ride from hence, the day is cool, And we will wait thy pleasure.

I pray you be entreated, good my Lord.

I thank ye both; I mean to stay at home.

What! here alone, the ladies being retired? On such a day as this, when the blue waves Heaving and sinking in the sunny gleam, Show all the changes of their crisped sides Like the seam'd foldings of a silken robe; When every sea-bird is upon the wing Skimming and diving for his finny prey; When distant vessels, tacking to the breeze, Seem dames whose snowy kirtles are stretch'd out To the slow measure of some courtly dance;— On such a day as this to stay at home In gloomy chambers pent