The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Book of Rcpciifaiicc and Joys W) ;^. Too late? he thought. Oh, awful the Cave he bounded franticallj,At every step cahing, Oh, Margie, dear!Out from his heart had flown the dove of hopeAnd her black wings the vulture of despairWas flapping near; but still he Margie! calls for Margie, asked a friendly voice:It was the Sires: Twas I — is she alive?Half crazed and breathless. Legion quick is.— but sick. Legion your name? he , Sire, Im Legion,—-come
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Book of Rcpciifaiicc and Joys W) ;^. Too late? he thought. Oh, awful the Cave he bounded franticallj,At every step cahing, Oh, Margie, dear!Out from his heart had flown the dove of hopeAnd her black wings the vulture of despairWas flapping near; but still he Margie! calls for Margie, asked a friendly voice:It was the Sires: Twas I — is she alive?Half crazed and breathless. Legion quick is.— but sick. Legion your name? he , Sire, Im Legion,—-come the Maid to see —And you,— you both. Most glad am I youve come;But out here stay till I her mind frail is she for such a sudden shock. The Sire retired. LTpon her couch she lay. My child, a lovely day it is, he said, To take a walk; perhaps twould do you good. Perhaps it would, she answered, with a smile. Truly a perfect day it is,— just such As in my dream last night I plainly saw. What did you dream? he asked. I dreamed of him • But tired you are of him to hear me talk. Some day like this,— some perfect
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