[176] Which passed through the village of Westonbury, (situated about two miles from the “Hall,”) where Arnold had “book’d” himself for his journey home.
[177] The Sun.
XIII.
The beam of day had kiss’d th’ horizon’s pate,
Ere Arnold reach’d the lodge at Rollingate.
His anxious mother, most expectant grown,
Went forth to meet him o’er the verdant lawn:
As he advanc’d she hasten’d onward, and
Another instant join’d the mutual hand.
She saw the storm his garb had disarranged,