“In England thou hast been,—and, by report,
An orphan’s name,” quoth Albert, “may’st have known.
Sad tale!—when latest fell our frontier fort,—
One innocent—one soldier’s child—alone
Was spared, and brought to me, who loved him as my own.
XVIII.
“Young Henry Waldegrave! three delightful years
These very walls his infant sports did see;
But most I loved him when his parting tears
Alternately bedewed my child and me: