The New Pastoral. the House by the Sea. Miscellaneous

The New Pastoral. the House by the Sea. Miscellaneous

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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. 1868 edition. Excerpt: ...Alone, despised, defiance in his eye, He heard the shout, and "treason!" was the cry; And that harsh word, with its unpitying blight, Swept o'er the island like an arctic night. Cold grew the hearthstone, withered fell the flowers, And desolation walked among the bowers. This was the mansion. Through the ruined hall The loud winds sweep, with gusty rise and fall, Or glide, like phantoms, through the open doors; And winter drifts his snow along the floors, Blown through the yawning rafters, where the stars And moon look in as through dull prison bars. On yonder gable, through the nightly dark, The owl replies unto the dreary bark Of lonely fox, beside the grass-grown sill; And here, on summer eves, the whip-poor-will Exalts her voice, and to the traveller's ear Proclaims how Ruin rules with full contentment here." BOOK TWENTY-SIXTH. Thus sang the poet-lover, mid the scenes Where happiness once brooded like a dove. The mournful tale is ended with a sigh, And she who listened weeps; and where they stand The sad moon ponders, like the ghost of Eve All night a-gazing on an Eden lost. The conjuring fancy fills the place with shapes, Holding their doubtful tryste; the o'ershadowed eye Peoples the dusk with phantoms; and the ear, By keen imagination finely tuned, Like a light cord to fullest tension drawn, Vibrates to each accordant sigh of air, And hears a world of sounds, where ruder sense Would only note the silence. Did you hear? Was it a rustle in the budding boughs, Or loue bird darting from his wakeful branch? Did you not see?--There, through the light, and there! Was it a spirit swept across their path? And hark again! a sound as of a wave, Weary of rolling to a pitiless wind, Dashing its tired breast against a rock! Near...show more

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  • Paperback | 82 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 163g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236968360
  • 9781236968364