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. 1847 edition. Excerpt: ...Bit sumptuous and pavilion'd; all glad tones From tremhling ssring, or ravishing hreath or voice, In clouds of harmony melt up to Heaven; O'erwhelming splendour all of sight and sound, One rich oppression of eye, ear, and mind. Midnight, in darkness heavy, thick, and chill; In silence rigid, deep and hreathless, stands On the wide plain one lonely man. Wan light. From dim decaying firehrand in his grasp, Feehly, with gleam inconstant, shows his mien Hopeless, too haughty to despair: His eye, As jealous of dark foe, goes wandering round Yet seems he one more fear'd than fearing; rent His rohes' rich splendour; and his ponderous arm, With its wild weapon wearily declined, Bears token of rude strife--though rude, though fierce, By thy hrow's pride, thou sad and stately Man! No faint inglorious craven hast thou shrunk, In dread of death, or avarice hase of hlood. At that dead hour, in Casar's cityl gates The Briton wives and mothers sate; at eve They from the plain had homeward turn'd, to rock Their infants' rosy sleep, or trim the couch For him heloved and loving; some, from joy Sleepless, sate watching the grey shadows full. In luxury of impatience; slumhering some, From weariness of pleasure, in light dreams Lived o'er again the morning's jocund hours. That hour, one horn with long and solemn hlast Went wailing up the heavens; less shrill, less drear. Blew through the fatal Roncesvalles pass, In after times, Roland's deep hugle, heard Dolorous, so poets ieign, on Paris' wall. The air seem'd shivering where the knell pass'd on, As with a cold wind shudder'd the thick trees. But those fond women hail that hrazen sound, Joy's harhinger, sweet signal of return: As the fond maid her lover's moonlight lute, They drink in its dire harshness, husy...
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