The Young King of the Black Isles (12)

The Young King of the Black Isles (12)

  " I must confess, my lord I was enraged at these expressions ; form in truth, this adored mortal was by no means what you would imagine him to have been. He as a black Indians one of original natives of this country. I was so enraged at the language addressed to him, that I discovered myself, and apostrophising the tomb in my turn, I cried, ' O tomb ! why dost thou not swallow up that monster so revolting to human nature or rather why dost thou not swallow up this pair of monsters ? '

  " I had scarcely uttered these words, when the queen, who sat by the black,rose up like a fury : ' Miscreant ! ' said she, ' thou art the cause of my grief ; do not think I am ignorant of this, I have dissembles too long. It was thy barbarous hand that brought the object of my fondness into this lamentable condition ; and thou hast the cruelty to come and insult me.'

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