PART IV.
SHOWING HOW THEY RODE TOGETHER IN HER GILDED COACH TO HER NOBLE SEAT, OR CASTLE, ETC.
As the gilded coach stood ready,
The young lawyer and his lady
Rode together, till they came
To her house of state and fame;
Which appearèd like a castle,
Where you might behold a parcel
Of young cedars, tall and straight,
Just before her palace gate.
Hand in hand they walked together,
To a hall, or parlour, rather,
Which was beautiful and fair,—
All alone she left him there.
Two long hours there he waited
Her return;—at length he fretted,
And began to grieve at last,
For he had not broke his fast.
Still he sat like one amazed,
Round a spacious room he gazed,
Which was richly beautified;
But, alas! he lost his bride.
There was peeping, laughing, sneering,
All within the lawyer’s hearing;
But his bride he could not see;
‘Would I were at home!’ thought he.
While his heart was melancholy,
Said the steward, brisk and jolly,
‘Tell me, friend, how came you here?
You’ve some bad design, I fear.’
He replied, ‘Dear loving master,
You shall meet with no disaster
Through my means, in any case,—
Madam brought me to this place.’