Poetical Works,9 (Paperback)

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. 18 edition. Excerpt: ...The heart of Wilfrid could not brook. "Lady," he said, "my band so near, In safety thou mayst rest thee here. For Redmond's death thou shalt not mourn, If mine can buy his safe return." He turn'd away--his heart throbb'd high, The tear was bursting from his eye; The sense of her injustice press'd Upon the Maid's distracted breast, --"Stay, Wilfrid, stay all aid is vain " He heard, but turn'd him not again; He reaches now the postern-door, Now enters--and is seen no more. XXXI. With all the agony that e'er Was gender'd t'wixt suspense and fear, She watch'd the line of windows tall,1 Whose Gothic lattice lights the Hall, Distinguished by the paly red The lamps in dim reflection shed, 2 While all beside in wan moonlight Each grated casement giimmer'd white. No sight of harm, no sound of ill, It is a deep and midnight still. Who look'd upon the scene, had guess'd All in the Castle were at rest: 1 MS "Matilda, shrouded by the trees, The line of lofty windows sees." MS "The dying lamps reflection shed, While all around the moon's wan light, On tower and casement giimmer'd white; No sights bode harm, no sounds bode ill, It is as calm as midnight still." When sudden on the windows shone A lightning flash, just seen and gone J A shot is heard--Again the flame Flash'd thick and fast--a volley came Then echo'd wildly, from within, Of shout and scream the mingled din, And weapon-clash and maddening cry, Of those who kill, and those who die --As fill'd the Hall with sulphurous smoke, More red, more dark, the death-flash broke; And forms were on the lattice cast, That struck, or struggled, as they past. XXXII. What sounds upon the midnight wind Approach so rapidly behind? It is, it is, the tramp of steeds, ...