NORTHUMBRIAN

CHIEF TAI N,

OR

SPECTRE OF THE ABBEY.

А

LEGENDARY TALE.
(COLLECTED FROM AN ANCIENT MANUSCRIPT.]

BY

JOSEPH D. M'ARTHUR.

“Tenant of the tomb! Has thy soul left this earth,
charged with some foul crime that bars the gates of Paradise against
thee? Hast thou bid in the earth, the widow or the orphan's gold,
and now in expiation of that guilt, pour’st, at the midnight bour,
the shriek of misery? I'll dig that treasure up, though guarded by
hell's dragons! Speak!—I will not blanch, nor stop the affrighted
ear!”

SCHILLER.
.... Mournful sight!
Her very eyes weep blood, and every groan
She heaves is big with horror !-hut the foe,
Like a staunch murderer, steady to bis purpose,
Pursues her close.”

BLAIR.

Newcastle upon Tyne:
PRINTED BY D. BASS, FOOT OF PILGRIM-STREET,

AND MAY BE HAD OF ALL THE BOOKSELLERS.

1803.
(Price One Shilling.)

Cowards die many times before their deaths
The valiant never taste of dea la but once.
Of ail the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange, that nien should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come,
when it will come.

Shakespeare.
Nor him the churlish winter spares;

His drenched frame, and hoary locks,
The rude winds lalh his filvery hairs;

The pelting itorm his misery mucks.

The Storm--the Pilgrim-Effects of Fearthe noble Impulses of Humanity--true benevolence. blew the blast,