The Garland for 1839; A Christmas, New-Year, and Birthday Present

The Garland for 1839; A Christmas, New-Year, and Birthday Present

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1830 edition. Excerpt: ...distant hills that hide The pathway of the silver Wye, A bonny cottage maiden lived. Of raven hair, and hazel eye. And glossy was that raven hair, And soft as love that hazel eye, And mellow as the far-off lute, The voice of Ellen of the Wye. And gallant lovers came from far, The maiden's heart and hand to gain, And many a vow and many a sigh Were breathed in Ellen's car in vain. 'I love my cottage home, ' she said, ' This little glen--those hills so blue-Yon winding stream--I love them all--And cannot bid my sire adieu.' But young Lord Gower came to the glen, And words of love he well could say, And Ellen's youthful heart he won, And bore her from her home awav Ay, Hlen left her cottage home; To that sweet glen, those hills so blue, That winding stream, she saiJ farewell, And bade her aged sire adieu! And years passed by--and she forgot Them all, till bitter sorrows pressed; And then the scenes of youth came back In memory's fondest colours dressed. Her tears fell fast--and soon she rose To seek her cottage home once more--But ah! 'twas winter now, and fierce, file cold blast swept the valley o'er. Poor wanderer! when she left the vale, The hills were green, the flowers were gay, The birds sang sweet from every tree, And her young heart was blithe as they. But now beneath white winter's shroud, Soft summer and its flowers lie dead--And all the gladsome birds are gone, And Ellen's joys, like them, are fled! She reach'd, at length, her father's door--Twas shut, and all was still around; But near, lay hushed in death's repose, Her father on the frozen ground! With age and sorrow overborne, He fell upon the earth and died; None saw him die--his daughter gone---But one brute friend was by his side. Poor Ellen now went wild--her mind Was wrecked by..
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  • Paperback | 66 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 136g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236671503
  • 9781236671509