The Romance of the Ring (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. 1859 edition. Excerpt: ...of the land, "Where from her head all danger fled, At fortune's magic wand: But ill my bower in stormy hour Can shield my gentle dove; Yet shall not this impair the bliss That hails our wedded love. I every day a tender lay Sliall waken to her name, And every night to throne of might Shall kneel to bless the same; For years and years, through smiles and tears, I '11 prize her all above; And well shall this insure the bliss That hails our wedded love. DOMESTIC PIECES. DOMESTIC PIECES. A NEW-YEAR'S GREETING TO MY DAUGHTER. So it is gone --another year A drop of time lost in the sea Of dark and deep eternity, In which we all must disappear Well, since so transient our career, The blessings that attend the way More precious grow with every day: So is it with my Eveline, And ever was since she was mine; Since first she nestled on my breast, And on its beatings rocked to rest; And when her little arms at length To twine around me gathered strength, And her young eyes replied to mine With love's intelligence divine; When first her lips began to frame Sweet murmurings of a father's name; Or with more eloquence of love Those rosy lips to mine were prest---Oh, closer still I clasped my dove, And could have died so very "blest Years passed--the infant passed from sight-A glorious child stood in her place, With golden curls and eyes of light, And fairy form and seraph face; Her feet went dancing as they trod, In fullness of her heart's delight; Her voice sent carols up to God--I heard it not, hut God knows best--I felt so happy, sure He smiled In love on father as on child: I know it, for we have been blest And though at times we feel His rod, He blest us, and we shall be blest My child, my friend, my playmate dear And dearer still with every...