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 *self away from you for ever. I will not say God bless you:—I must not bless thee, who have brought thee to so much misery. Weep not for one unworthy of you:—I am not what you think, my Calantha. Unblessed myself, I can but give misery to all who approach me. All that follow after me come to this pass; for my love is death, and this is the reward of constancy. Poor Alice, but still more unhappy Calantha, my heart bleeds for you: for myself, I am indifferent.

Gerald now returned, supported by O'Kelly. The other servants, by his desire, had retired; and when he approached the spot were his child was laid, he requested even O'Kelly to leave him. He did so; and Mac Allain advanced towards lord Glenarvon. "Forgive a poor old man," he said in a faltering voice: "I spoke too severely, my lord: a father's curse in the agony of his first despair, shall not be heard. Oh lady Calantha," said the old man, turning