Chapter 19 No.19

-The sky is clouded, Gaspard,

And the vexed ocean sleeps a troubled sleep,

Beneath a lurid gleam of parting sunshine.

Such slumber hangs o'er discontented lands,

While factions doubt, as yet, if they have strength

To front the open battle.

ALBION-A POEM.

The youthful page paused on the entrance of the court-yard, and implored h