Ye brood of conscience, Spectres! that frequent Before the world had passed her time of youth Fit retribution, by the moral code Though to give timely warning and deter THE WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE; OR, THE FATE OF THE NORTONS. ADVERTISEMENT. DURING the Summer of 1807, I visited, for the first time, the beautiful country that surrounds Bolton Priory, in Yorkshire; and the Poem of the WHITE DOE, founded upon a tradition connected with that place, was composed at the close of the same year. DEDICATION. IN trellised shed with clustering roses gay, How Una, sad of soul, — in sad attire, · The gentle Una, of celestial birth, To seek her Knight went wandering o'er the earth. Ah, then, Beloved! pleasing was the smart, And the tear precious in compassion shed For her, who, pierced by sorrow's thrilling dart, |