The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . ed,And here and there a fiery bolt shot stepping oer the waves came on the rain ;More fierce and boisterous grew the warring winds,Tumultuously and huge the billows and thunders were on every all the elements in riot raged. Air-tight my boat, and so well ballastedShe cannot sink nor be capsized, he sails he reefed, and down his hatches for the worst the storm could came the clouds, like a great wolfish hostSearching with awfu
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . ed,And here and there a fiery bolt shot stepping oer the waves came on the rain ;More fierce and boisterous grew the warring winds,Tumultuously and huge the billows and thunders were on every all the elements in riot raged. Air-tight my boat, and so well ballastedShe cannot sink nor be capsized, he sails he reefed, and down his hatches for the worst the storm could came the clouds, like a great wolfish hostSearching with awful howling for their prey;And with the roaring winds, the rolling waves,The crashing thunders and their hissing bolts,A chaos made more terrible than Hell. Like to a boat is man, by tempests scourged. And buffeted by many warring waves, Striving a port to reach. But be he strong, Though oft by winds and waves forced from his course The helm aright hell hold, and his flag keep High over head floating defiantly. Until his port at last is safely gained. And he mid shouts by fame crowned i I I Iit
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