But, to remote Northumbria's royal Hall,
Where thoughtful Edwin, tutored in the School
Of Sorrow, still maintains a Heathen rule,
Who comes with functions Apostolical?
Mark him6, of shoulders curved, and stature tall,
Black hair, and vivid eye, and meagre cheek,
His prominent feature like an eagle's beak;
A Man whose aspect doth at once appal
And strike with reverence. The Monarch leans
Towards the Truths this Delegate propounds,--
Repeatedly his own deep mind he sounds
With careful hesitation,--then convenes
A synod of his Councillors:--give ear,
And what a pensive Sage doth utter, hear!
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