A father may awhile refuse; But who can for another chuse ? When her young blushes had revealed The light was on his face; and there * And looked and barked, and vanished thro'. * Argus. ""Tis Jacqueline! 'Tis Jacqueline!" Who, for you told me on your knee, And true it was! And true the tale! When did she sue, and not prevail? Five years before-it was the night That on the village-green they parted, The lilied banners streaming bright O'er maids and mothers broken-hearted; The drum-it drowned the last adieu, When D'Arcy from the crowd she drew. "One charge I have and one alone, Nor that refuse to take, My father-if not for his own, Oh for his daughter's sake!" Inly he vowed-'twas all he could; They loved-but under Friendship's name; Then what was Jacqueline to do? * Called in the language of the country Pas-de-l'Echelle. The day was named, the guests invited; |