Edwin

The hero of Beattie's Minstrel.

And yet poor Edwin was no vulgar boy; Deep thought oft seemed to fix his infant eye, Dainties he heeded not, nor gaud, nor toy, Save one short pipe of rudest minstrelsy; Silent when glad; affectionate, though shy. And now his look was most demurely sad; And now he laughed aloud, yet none knew why. The neighbours stared and sighed, yet blessed the lad; Some deemed him wondrous wise, and some believed him mad.

Canto i. 16.

Source: Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, E. Cobham Brewer, 1894
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