THE GIPSY ANGLERS. That ever yet this land was guilty of. "Their lips were four red roses on a stalk, "Which, in their summer beauty, kiss'd each other. "A book of prayers on their pillow lay, "Which once," quoth Forrest, " almost chang'd my mind; 66 When Dighton thus told on :-" We smother'd "The most replenished sweet work of nature, KING RICHARD III., Act iv., Scene 3. THE GIPSY ANGLERS. How still the scene around! No rippling wave 135 136 THE PICTORIAL WORLD. As well becomes those who have ever breath'd The pure and unpolluted air of heav'n, Nor pined, restrain'd, in hot and crowded rooms, THE GIPSY-GIRL. A sunburnt swarthy race! Or read the maiden's wishes in her face, Her hoarded silver store they charm away, A pleasing debt, for promis'd wealth to pay.-LEyden. END OF VOL. II. J. Rickerby, Printer, Sherbourn Lane, London. |