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Pursuit and evidence so far must fail,
THOUGH to give timely warning and deter
To which her judgments reverently defer.
Endues her conscience with external life
Of individual will, to elevate
The grovelling mind, the erring to recall,
OUR bodily life, some plead, that life the shrine
Of an immortal spirit, is a gift
So sacred, so informed with light divine,
Deed and intent, should turn the Being adrift
Into that world where penitential tear
May not avail, nor prayer have for God's ear
For earthly sight. "Eternity and Time,"
AH! think how one compelled for life to abide
With every hope that mutual cares provide ;
Of yet more heinous guilt, with fiercer pride.
Whose goodness knows no change, whose love is
Who sees, foresees; who cannot judge amiss,
And wafts at will the contrite soul to bliss.
SEE the Condemned alone within his cell
In faith, which fresh offices, were he cast
YES, though He well may tremble at the sound Of his own voice, who from the judgment-seat Sends the pale Convict to his last retreat
In death; though Listeners shudder all around, They know the dread requital's source profound; Nor is, they feel, its wisdom obsolete
(Would that it were!) - the sacrifice unmeet For Christian Faith. But hopeful signs abound; The social rights of man breathe purer air;
Religion deepens her preventive care;
THE formal World relaxes her cold chain
The cause of grateful Reason to sustain ;
And, serving Truth, the heart more strongly beats
And guidance have I sought in duteous love
Patience, with trust that, whatsoe'er the way
"The White Doe of Rylstone."
THE Poem of The White Doe of Rylstone is founded on a local tradition, and on the Ballad in Percy's Collection, entitled, "The Rising of the North." The tradition is as follows:"About this time," not long after the Dissolution, "a White Doe," say the aged people of the neighborhood, "long continued to make a weekly pilgrimage from Rylstone over the fells of Bolton, and was constantly found in the Abbey Churchyard during divine service; after the close of which, she returned home as regularly as the rest of the congregation." (DR. WHITAKER'S History of the Deanery of Craven.) Rylstone was the property and residence of the Nortons, distinguished in that ill-advised and unfortunate Insurrection; which led me to connect with this tradition the principal circumstances of their fate, as recorded in the Ballad.
"Bolton Priory," says Dr. Whitaker in his excellent book, The History and Antiquities of the Deanery of Craven, "stands upon a beautiful curvature of the Wharf, on a level sufficiently elevated to protect it from inundations, and low enough for every purpose of picturesque effect.
Opposite to the east window of the Priory Church, the river washes the foot of a rock nearly perpendicular, and of the richest purple, where several of the mineral beds, which break out, instead of maintaining their usual inclination to the horizon, are twisted by some inconceivable process into undulating and spiral lines. To the South all is soft and delicious; the eye reposes upon a few rich pastures, a moderate reach of