The Recognition.

By Robert Bloomfield

‘ And scandal added’ ——‘ Hold!’ the Miller cried,

And, in an instant, stood at Phoebe's side;

For he observed, while list'ning to the tale,

Her spirits faulter'd, and her cheeks turn'd pale;

Whilst her clasp'd hands descended to her knee

She sinking whisper'd forth,‘ O God,‘ tis he!

The good Man, though he guess'd the pleasing truth,

Was far too busy to inform the Youth;

But stirr'd himself amain to aid his Wife,

Who soon restor'd the trembler back to life.

Awhile insensible she still appear'd;

But,‘ O my Brother!’ was distinctly heard:

The astonisht Youth now held her to his breast;

And tears and kisses soon explain'd the rest.

Past deeds now from each tongue alternate fell;

For news of dearest import both could tell.

Fondly, from childhood's tears to youth's full prime,

They match'd the incidents of jogging time;