And, waiting ’til the impulse bade him speak,
Diverts a tear from his imbrownèd cheek;
Then he, in language not inapt, begun:
“Thy father, Arnold, must have loved his son!”—
But as his heart had urged him thus to say
His tongue grew pow’rless and refused t’obey.
[184] A portion of a letter, which bore the impression of the seal of the late Lord Mountjoy, and which old Squire Prew had (on the occasion of one of his visits) left at the cottage.
[185] The preceding sentence—“And this the dawn of thy prosperity.”
VI.
The sun was sinking in the far-off west;