All invitations had been duly sent;
Lord Arnold look’d quite happy and content:
Naught now remain’d but to pluck fresh the flowers,
And plant the banners on the two high towers.
[246] Lord Mountjoy.
CHAPTER THE SIXTH.
I.
Hail, happy morn! Aurora ope’d the gate;
And made a passage for heav’n’s potentate—
The harbinger of joy, in grand estate;