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THE

WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE.

CANTO THIRD.

 

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Now joy for you and sudden chear,
Ye Watchmen upon Brancepeth Towers;
Looking forth in doubt and fear,
Telling melancholy hours!
Proclaim it, let your Masters hear
That Norton with his Band is near!
The Watchmen from their station high
Pronounced the word,—and the Earls descry