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When Britain many chiefs obey'd	A
And seven Saxon princes sway'd	A
The Mercian monarch fam'd afar	B
In peace respected fear'd in war	C
Favour'd by heav'n above the rest	D
In his brave son was fully blest	D
For none like Cen'lin did arise	E
So virtuous elegant and wise	E
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Of partial Mercian eyes the joy	F
His parents idoliz'd the boy	F
Saw with just pride each op'ning grace	G
His charms of mind of form and face	G
And as he oft with modest air	H
His thoughts and feelings did declare	H
His father would delighted hear	I
Would fondly drop the grateful tear	H
And proudly cast his eyes around	J
But not an equal could be found	J
Warm from each lip applauses broke	K
And every tongue his praises spoke	K
The list'ning courtiers spread his fame	L
And blessings follow'd Cen'lins name	L
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Now twenty summer's suns had flown	M
And Mercia's hopes were fully blown	M
When ah conceal'd in coarse disguise	E
To Selred's court their darling flies	E
Selred his father's scorn and hate	N
Became the ruler of his fate	N
There flatter'd lov'd the youth remain'd	O
Till Cenulph's threats his heir regain'd	O
But ah no more the son of mirth	P
His pensive eye now sought the earth	P
No more within the dance to move	Q
Or list to sages did he love	R
But from surrounding friends would fly	S
To pour in solitude the sigh	S
And soon again the youth withdrew	T
Again to th' Eastern Saxons flew	T
His father heard opprest with woe	U
His aged heart forgot to glow	U
He learnt his foes an army led	V
With youthful Cen'lin at their head	V
He call'd his warriors forth to meet	W
And stretch the rebel at hit feet	W
Tears from his eyes in anguish broke	K
As thus the aged monarch spoke	K
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Ye Mercians let your banners fly	S
The graceless youth this day shall die	S
For since he dares an army bring	X
Against his father and his king	X
Though dear as life I will not spare	H
Nor listen to affection's pray'r	B
If all my people should implore	C
I'll pardon the rash boy no more	C
His harden'd heart to duty blind	Y
No ties of gratitude can bind	Y
This hoary head would else have rest	D
And pleasure warm this aching breast	D
Ah cruel youth thy wrongs I feel	Z
More deep than wounds of pointed steel	Z
For if forlorn the parent's doom	A2
Who bears his offspring to the tomb	A2
Some comfort still his breast may know	U
Some soothing thought may calm his woe	U
And when he gives a loose to pain	B2
He feels not that he mourns in vain	B2
But fancies still his darling nigh	S
And grateful for each bursting sigh	S
Still bending o'er with list'ning ear	I
Each weeping fond complaint to hear	I
The dear lov'd phantom hovers round	J
And pours a balm in every wound	J
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How doubly poignant is my smart	C2
Bereaved of my Cen'lin's heart	C2
Exil'd from that deluded breast	D
Where I had fondly hop'd to rest	D
With faith undoubting sweet repose	D2
Till Death should bid my eye lids close	E2
And sometimes yet will hope arise	E
Till now he ever scorn'd disguise	E
Some cursed fiend might taint his youth	F2
And warp a temper form'd for truth	F2
When late he humbly knelt for grace	G
And clasp'd my knees in close embrace	G
Upon his lips a secret hung	G2
But something seem'd to stay his tongue	G2
I prest not for my anger slept	H2
And fondness only saw he wept	H2
Ah fatal haste then had I known	M
The serpent I had sav'd my son	I2
Yet surely pardon frank as mine	J2
A noble heart would more confine	J2
When leaguing with my bitter foe	U
To strike some grand decisive blow	U
Perhaps to rob me of my throne	M
And make it ere the time his own	M
Or should wan guilt a danger dread	V
To humble this devoted head	V
Each throbbing pang of conscience drown	K2
And seize with bloody hands the crown	K2
O'er this offence I cast a veil	L2
And fondly hush'd the whisper'd tale	L2
Ah fool deluded by the grace	G
Of that fine form and perfect face	G
I thought his bosom free from sin	M2
Nor dreamt a demon lurk'd within	M2
His voice which ever could controul	L2
Each passion of the hearer's soul	L2
With ease my partial heart beguil'd	N2
Who knew no sorrows when he smil'd	N2
And ah my friends your downcast eyes	E
Your pensive air and smother'd sighs	E
All tell me you lament the fate	N
Of him whom yet you cannot hate	N
And shall I bear then to behold	O2
That form inanimate and cold	O2
His smiling lips depriv'd of breath	P2
His eyes for ever clos'd in death	P2
Ah no my heart with anguish swells	Q2
And every throbbing vein rebels	R2
Let sorrow weep or anger thrill	L2
Yet all the parent triumphs still	L2
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Oh Father who in mercy reigns	S2
If thy all ruling will ordains	S2
That my unhappy Cen'lin dies	S2
Remove the picture from my eyes	S2
At the same moment set us free	T2
Both rebel sons my God to thee	T2
Thus did the king pour forth his pray'r	B
With all the wildness of despair	H
Then stilling every rising sigh	S
He calm'd the anguish of his eye	S
And though within the burthen lay	L2
He wip'd the falling tears away	L2
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When lo there comes a youthful train	B2
Descending swiftly to the plain	B2
Drest like the fairest sons of day	L2
In floating robes and colours gay	L2
No crested helmets there appear	U2
No glittering shield or pointed spear	U2
But youths with honey suckles crown'd	J
Or their fair locks with fillets bound	J
Whose circling ranks and varied dyes	S2
Shew'd like the bow that gilds the skies	S2
Whilst in the van a pair were seen	V2
Of peerless charms and graceful mien	V2
One lovely form the Mercians knew	T
And gladden'd at the pleasing view	T
Who with the glow of youthful prime	W2
Had all the majesty of time	W2
And beauteous was the fair he led	V
As any fabled Grecian maid	A
The nymphs who tend Aurora's car	B
And usher in the morning star	B
Though made inhabitants of air	H
Were not more elegant and fair	H
Nor Dian's ever healthful train	B2
When skimming o'er the spacious plain	B2
Had not more pure more lively dyes	S2
Or brighter lustre in their eyes	S2
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The king so late by woe deprest	A
Felt hope reanimate his breast	A
And as his Cen'lin nearer drew	T
His waking hopes more vivid grew	T
My friends he cried will you believe	X2
That open mien can e'er deceive	X2
That blooming form can e'er unfold	A
A heart ungenerous and cold	A
That melting softness of the eye	S
Can harbour direst cruelty	A
Ah no a poison's baleful pow'r	B
Lurks not beneath so fair a flow'r	B
Nor are those youths with amber hair	H
Such as fell treason would prepare	H
An aged monarch to dethrone	M
And hear unmov'd a father's groan	M
Gay are their looks no dark disguise	S2
Dims the mild radiance of their eyes	S2
No murderous thoughts their souls employ	L2
But heralds of transporting joy	L2
They come to bid suspicion cease	S2
And sooth my sorrow into peace	S2
Caution could scarce awhile controul	L2
The strong delights of Cenulph's soul	L2
When Cen'lin knelt and by his side	A
Half kneeling bent his lovely bride	A
But when he first essay'd to speak	Y2
A hasty blush pass'd o'er his cheek	Y2
He hung awhile his graceful head	A
Till thus with air confus'd he said	A
I come by love with honours crown'd	A
Yet sorrow casts a shade around	A
That when my consort here I bring	X
The heiress of a potent king	X
The Mercians clad in armour come	Z2
To lead their princess to her home	A3
No joyful hail our nuptial greets	S2
No proof of love my Ela meets	S2
But scarlet banners waving high	S
The bridal knot and wreath supply	S
Alas I see mistrust has won	I2
E'en Cenulph's fondness from his son	I2
Or could my ever honour'd sire	B3
A proof of Cen'lin's faith require	B3
Can force so needful now appear	U2
To aid a pow'r which I revere	U2
When eager beauty's form to view	T
I first to Selred's court withdrew	T
A single wish thy pow'r maintain'd	A
A single wish thy son regain'd	A
I left the maid whose matchless charms	S2
Each rooted prejudice disarms	S2
Who rul'd my heart with sovereign sway	L2
And taught a Mercian to obey	L2
Laws that East Saxons can impart	A
When wit and beauty string the dart	A
Left her when hope my doubts beguil'd	A
And on our love her father smil'd	A
Oft have I tried to win thine ear	I
The fond romantic tale to hear	I
But when I found a lonely hour	B3
My coward soul has lost the pow'r	B
As on my lips the accents hung	G2
Thy hate to Selred check'd my tongue	G2
Yet flattering hopes my passion fed	A
And from thy court again I fled	A
I thought when you my fair beheld	A
And knew how greatly she excell'd	A
In every charm each art refin'd	A
And virtue of the female mind	A
Thy judgment would approve my choice	S2
And bless it with a cheerful voice	S2
And ah though fortune did combine	J2
With love in making Ela mine	J2
I cannot from a grief refrain	B2
Remembering that I gave thee pain	B2
Yet if thy Cen'lin e'er could please	S2
If e'er my cares could give thee ease	S2
Let mild affection now arise	S2
And beam forgiveness from thine eyes	S2
No more thy son shall make thee know	U
A pain or give thee cause of woe	U
No nights the Mercians have to fear	U2
For all I love is center'd here	I
He spoke and o'er his father's soul	L2
A stream of healing comfort stole	L2
He rose with slow majestic grace	S2
Tears of delight adorn'd his face	S2
His pious heart with rapture glow'd	A
And joy a second youth bestow'd	A
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To meet thee thus my son he cried	A
This peerless maiden for your bride	A
Bids each distressing thought depart	A
And joy again possess my heart	A
Fair princess thine the happy fate	A
To heal the wounds of mutual hate	A
No longer shall this bosom know	U
An Eastern Saxon as my foe	U
And she who bids that passion rest	A
Doubt not shall be supremely blest	A
The part is holy and benign	J2
Befitting such a form as thine	J2
This day far dearer than before	C
Kind heav'n does twice my son restore	C
For by those speaking looks I see	S2
Another valued child in thee	S2
	-
As then he raised them to his breast	A
Around the joyful Mercians prest	A
And made their shouts of triumph rise	S2
To the fair concave of the skies	S2
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OCTOBER	B3