DEMETRIUS,

A

RUSSIAN ROMANCE.

VOL. II.

د

DEMETRIUS,

A

RUSSIAN ROMANCE.

"Wise, valiant, good,

With every praise, with every laurel crown'd,
The warriour's wonder, and the virgin's sigh."

IN TWO VOLUMES.

VOL. II.

BALTIMORE:

PUBLISHED BY EDWARD J. COALE.

Benjamin Edes, printer.

1818.

DEMETRIUS.

CHAP. I.

"As newly wak'd from all my dreams of glory,
Those gilded visions of deceitful joys,

I stand confounded at the unlook'd for change,
And scarcely feel the thunderbolt of fate
The painted clouds, which bore my hopes aloft,
Are vanish'd now, alas! to yielding air,
And I am fall'n indeed!"

Earl of Essex.

THE Hetman Kosanka rapidly pursu ed his flight, with the object of his care, toward the forest of Ilmen. His left arm encircled Demetrius, while the other guided his panting and now almost exhausted steed. As he strained the Prince's body more closely to him, he fancied he felt a faint pulsation at his heart: joy throbbed in that of the Cossack at the hope thus suggested. He examined his countenance: it was pale and cold as the snow which lay beneath them; and his fine hair,