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BOLTON PRIORY.
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THE STRID.
When the huntfman ftood before Lady Alice, his mother,
he afked her “ What is good for a bootlefs beane ?” (What
avails when prayer is ufelefs?) And the mother, inftindtively
readinghis woe-ftruck countenance, replied, “Endlefs forrow !”
And on hearing the fatal truth (he became the fecond foundrefs
of Bolton, faying, “ Many a poor man (Hall be my heir.”
When Lady Aaliza mourned
Her fon, and felt in her defpair
The pang of unavailing prayer ;
Her fon in Wharf’s abyffes drowned,
The noble boy of Egremond ;
From which affliction when the grace
Of God had in her heart found place —
A pious ftrufture fair to fee,
Rofe up, this ftately priory !
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9
THE STRID.
When the huntfman ftood before Lady Alice, his mother,
he afked her “ What is good for a bootlefs beane ?” (What
avails when prayer is ufelefs?) And the mother, inftindtively
readinghis woe-ftruck countenance, replied, “Endlefs forrow !”
And on hearing the fatal truth (he became the fecond foundrefs
of Bolton, faying, “ Many a poor man (Hall be my heir.”
When Lady Aaliza mourned
Her fon, and felt in her defpair
The pang of unavailing prayer ;
Her fon in Wharf’s abyffes drowned,
The noble boy of Egremond ;
From which affliction when the grace
Of God had in her heart found place —
A pious ftrufture fair to fee,
Rofe up, this ftately priory !
C