The Veils, Or, the Triumph of Constancy; A Poem, in Six Books

The Veils, Or, the Triumph of Constancy; A Poem, in Six Books

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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. 1815 edition. Excerpt: not vain, sweet maids, for lingering here " On words like these, the speaker made them dear! 850 " Too swift the moments wing'd their airy flight, " And put a period to that festive night; " Ne'er with such pleasure have I hail'd the morn, " And watch'd its earliest beams the sky adorn, " As now with grief I saw the lamps decay " In the bright lustre of the orient day. " Too soon the weary train retir'd to rest, " No gentle sleep my wakeful eyelids blest; " On my soft couch in pensive mood reclin'd, " I scann'd the new sensations in my mind, 860 " While, with officious truth, fond memory dwelt " On all that I had seen, and heard, and felt; The magic girdle of Florimel must be well remembered by all the readers of Spenser. " Each word, each look recall'd, that might impart " A gleam of hope to my afflicted heart. " Tho' with delight I view'd my mingled birth, " Deriv'd not more from ocean than from earth, " Yet oft the dreadful vow would cross my brain, " No ' daughter of the Sea shall o'er the Ocean reign f " And well I knew that in the realms of air " Marino's envoys sought the fated fair, 870 " Who should with all Lymnoria's beauties shine, " And all the beauties of the soul combine. " I knew, that day, a fatal rumour came, " His faithful Sprites had found the destin'd dame: " Too well the following morn confirm'd the tale, " Its truth establish'd, by Miranda's Veil, " Yet to my mind this gleam of comfort brought, " That she to shun the hateful union sought; " I hop'd Lymnoria's jealousy wOuld aid, " And in her suit support the unhappy maid. 880 " But no! as stars by Phoebus' light opprest, " A keener fire her rising rage supprest; " And pondering still the tourney's hapless hour, " On me she seeks her heaviest wrath to pour, " To check more

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  • Paperback | 72 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 145g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236667131
  • 9781236667137