The Convert. by the Author of 'The Two Rectors'

The Convert. by the Author of 'The Two Rectors'

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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. 1826 edition. Excerpt: ...now, he scans the gray-worn towers--Thy vaults, where dead of feudal ages sleep--Thy cloisters, pervious to the wint'ry showers, --These, these he views, and views them but to weep. "Yet are his tears no emblem of regret, Cherished affection only bids them flow; Pride, Hope, and Love forbid him to forget But warm his bosom with impassioned glow, "Yet he prefers thee to the gilded domes, Or gew-gaw grottos of the vainly great; Yet lingers 'mid thy damp and mossy tombs, Nor breathes a murmur 'gainst the will of fate." Through a stone arched passage the stranger next reaches a large and lofty staircase, that brings him to the Refectory of the Abbey--a baronial hall, where the shield, the sword, the hauberk, and the armour of ancient days, mingled together, are designed one day to hang amidst lances, cuirasses, and trophies of Waterloo, on whose ever-memorable field, the present possessor of Newstead fought and bled. Thence he passes through to the galleries which run above the cloisters to the great drawing-room, a princely apartment of the noblest dimensions, resting upon the solid arches of a crypt, and commanding a view from its windows of the water, and lands, and woods that surround and girt the demesne. It is to these distant hills that allusion is made in that beautiful poem? "The Dream: "--"I saw two beings in the hues of youth Standing upon a hill, a gentle hill, Green and of mild declivity, the last 4.S 'twere, the cape of a long ridge of such, Save that there was no sea to lave its base, But a most living landscape, and the wave Of woods and corn-fields, and the abodes of men Scattered at intervals, and wreathing smoke Arising from such rustic roofs;--the hill Was crown'd with a peculiar diadem Of trees...show more

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  • Paperback | 82 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 163g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236834887
  • 9781236834881