Ad Astra. the Skaith of Guillardun. Amy Robsart. Nature Poems. Love Poems. Sacred Poems. Lyrics from Three Dramas. Historical and Political Poems. Miscellaneous Poems

Ad Astra. the Skaith of Guillardun. Amy Robsart. Nature Poems. Love Poems. Sacred Poems. Lyrics from Three Dramas. Historical and Political Poems. Miscellaneous Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911 edition. Excerpt: ...need-O pardon grant in Christ's most precious Name! And evermore throughout my length of days My penitence in stone to Thee I'll raise.' Silent he kneels beside his muted dove, His crisped locks white as the new fall'n snow; And thrice he kiss'd the pale lips of his love, And thrice his hand caress'd the marble brow; Then drew his silken scarf her face above, And all around did lenten lilies strow. Now with hung head, and sad, unhasting feet, Homeward he turns his wistful wife to greet. With lilting heart she heralds his return, And in rich vesture doth herself array; Her veins run ichor, her sweet temples burn, While roseate blushes round her cheeks do play; All shadowy doubts her joyous mind doth spurn-Will he not kiss her fondling fears away? Once more to be close-haven'd in his arms But when she view'd his countenance o'ercast, His down-droopt eye, his hair all silvery white, A dreadful fear fell like an icy blast Upon her soul, and wither'd all delight. Thro' some fierce conflict her dear lord had pass'd, His pallid looks her wofully aifright. Straight all her woman's heart went out to him, Her tender eyes bright tears of ruth bedim. She did not press him with unwelcome speech---Silence is oft the only comforter!--She knew his soul toward hers must sometime reach, And that their spirits would at length confer. His loyalty she never would impeach: Never could he dismantle Truth for her. Her present wish she would in sooth forgo Till he should choose to unburden all his woe. Day after day went by, and still be fed On his own thought, and pined, and grieved the more. And she was told how all his journeyings led Thro' that lone forest to the...show more

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  • Paperback | 42 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 95g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236867548
  • 9781236867544