IN Scottish garb, and shepherd’s humble guise,
At length the Roscius met these longing eyes.
Anxious to judge if fashion or if truth
Had thrown its radiance round this favour’d youth,
Opinion, prejudice, their veil aside
I drew, and feeling Nature took for guide.
Nursed in a cot, ‘neath the bleak mountain’s brow,
And hermit-taught, arms and the world to know,
Young Norval came, in native virtue proud,
His soul a mountain! though his garb a cloud;
No feign’d affections swell his ardent breast,
‘Tis Douglas! ‘t is the Hero stands confest.
(Mrs. Walter Spencer)
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