two o'clock
But I have been again wandering from my story -- all enthusiasm together ; for there was love in the affair , which many insist upon being the strongest , if not the purest , example that can be presented of this mysterious and pervading essence . Those who think so can take their own view ; I retain mine ; and it is very probable that we are both wrong ; and you , ma'am , to whom I formerly addressed myself , will put us right , by telling us that poetry is the only genuine and pure form in which this moral electricity can exhibit itself . Let it be as you say , though I would advise you to be on your guard against your friend Miss -- , who lost her lover last week , and will insist that _ hope _ is the soul of the feeling ; and that , when that is gone , enthusiasm has no more chance of getting into the mind or heart than I have of getting into your favour by this digression from a story of love , originating in , or perfected by , _ mist _ , one of the most romantic mediums of the tender passion . So , to make a speedy conclusion , about a fortnight after this incident , I was again at my old sport , when I was accosted by my young friend , the shepherd , who now figured in holiday-attire , and informed me that , as this was his wedding-day , my company would be acceptable _ owre by yonder _ at two o'clock . I pursued my sport till then , and , in the old chamber of Mitchelslacks , saw Joseph Robson and Margaret Gibson made man and wife . There was neither dancing nor revelment of any kind , but there was a plentiful meal , many songs , and as much punch , prepared in a large bowl , as the company chose to make use of . All went merry as a marriage-bell .