Iscah; Or Jephthah's Vow. a Poem in Six Cantos [And Miscellaneous Poems]

Iscah; Or Jephthah's Vow. a Poem in Six Cantos [And Miscellaneous Poems]

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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. 1866 edition. Excerpt: ...our bosoms swell; Bring home your Bride, your joy i3 ours; Till you arrive, we count the hours. Pilot, with care the vessel guide, Which bears Prince Frederic and his Bride. Fair English Bride, we welcome you. Our Prince's heart is brave and true; He ne'er will slight his Royal wife, But love her long as he has life. Pilot, with care, O stem the tide, --The vessel bears Prince Frederic's Bride. O gallant Prince! 0 Royal Pair! England and Prussia's arms we bear; To bid you welcome home, we wait, We 've open'd wide the city gate. Pilot, quick let the vessel glide, Which bears Prince Frederic's Royal Bride. Princess, O may you happy be! Your subjects true and loyal are we; And may you never feel alone, Or sigh for your sweet English home, Whence first you left your mother's side, To be our own Prince Frederic's Bride. THE PRINCESS ROYAL. Beweath Victoria's gentle sway, In Albion's sea-girt isle, Our Royal Rose her childhood pass'd, Then bloom'd in youth awhile. 'Twas but a while; we could not keep Our Flower always here, For she, by other eyes admired, To other hearts was dear. The Prussian Prince admired our Rose, Her young affections gain'd, He ask'd the country for her hand, And soon the prize obtain'd. Then rang the joyful bells, and she Who was her country's pride, Left country, parents, home, to be Prince Frederic William's Bride. Ah! mournful day when England saw Victoria leave her shore, To be another country's prize, But Albion's no more. The orb of day mock'd not our grief, By shining on the scene, But while we said that last " Farewell," Clouds swiftly came between. "Ah, treat her well, and take good care, Of England's Princess Eoyal," Some rough, true-hearted English said, "With tears and wishes loyal. But she is...
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  • Paperback | 42 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 95g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236508025
  • 9781236508027