of those vows to unceasing shame and sorrow.-Erwin Melthal (or rather Henry of Montfort, for alas! they formed but one) had long believed the lovely Sisters to be no more the inhabitants of earth: Constantia on the other hand was in the same error respecting Erwin. The sud den appearance of one, whom she had long since numbered with the dead, imprest upon her countenance something of that serious, that strangely awful expression, which struck him so forcibly, when she united his hand with Rosanna's in the Chapel of Engelberg. He recollected her words Should either of you rend asunder the bonds, with which I now unite your fates for ever, that instant shall my form (be I living, or be I dead) stand before you threatening and awful, to re proach proach you with your crimes."-These recollections, and the unexpected appearance of the Sisters, at the very moment when he was on the point of giving his hand to another, made him consider the whole scene as a supernatural vision! He believed, that the forms which stood before him, were creatures of another world; his brain was unable to support the shock; the surrounding ob jects floated before his eyes, his senses forsook him, and he sank without anima tion at the feet of his astonished bride. END OF THE THIRD VOLUME, PRINTED BY D. N. SHURY, BERWICK STREET, SOHO. FEUDAL TYRANTS; OR, The Counts of Carlsheim and Sargans. A ROMANCE. TAKEN FROM THE GERMAN. IN FOUR VOLUMES. By M. G. LEWIS, AUTHOR OF The Bravo of Venice, Adelgitha, Rugantino, &e. VOL. IV. THIRD EDITION. The portals sound, and pacing forth With stately steps and slow, High potentates, and dames of regal birth, And mitred fathers in long order go. GRAY. London: Printed by D. N. SHURY, Berwick Street, Soho, FOR J. F. HUGHES, WIGMORE STREET, CAVENDISH SQUARE. |
