CANADIAN BALLADS,

AND

OCCASIONAL VERSES.

By Thomas D’Arcy McGee


 

THE MINSTREL’S CURSE.



I.
 


“My malison,” the Minstrel said,
      I give to man or youth,
Who slights a loyal lady’s love,
      Or trusts a wanton’s truth.”


II.
 


“And on his traitor head shall fall

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      Not only curse of mine,
But cited down, at Nature’s call,
      God’s malison divine!”


III.
 


“We’ve borne our Lady to the grave
      This weary, weary day,

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While our young Earl, a wanton’s slave,
      Is false, and far away.”


IV.
 


“He riots in his Leman’s bower,
      He quaffs her philter’d wine.
False Knight! false Love! this very hour,

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      Where is that wife of thine?” [Page 69]


V.
 


“He wed her on mid-summer eve
      With taper and with ring,
His passion withered with the leaf
      But came not with the spring.”

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VI.
 


“She marked the change, poor heart! poor heart
      She missed him from her side,
She strove to play the stoic’s part,
      She sickened and she died!”


VII.
 


“She lies outstretched in churchyard clay

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      She drinks the deadly dew,
He leads the revels, far away
      The noisiest of his crew.”


VIII.
 


“But on his traitor head shall fall
      Not only curse of mine

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But cited down at Nature’s call
      God’s malison divine!” [Page 70]