The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . tiful,How like a vision of pure fancy made,—If not itself a dream! What shall I do?Oh, how my heart is torn, my mind upset!Methinks I hear my father say, Be strong! The Maiden rose, and looked into his piteously. You will not go? she said,Grasping his hands in hers. I cannot liveWithout you by my side. My hearts full loveYou have: that must you know. If not my words,My acts — oh. Legion, dear, have you no love?Sobs choked her voice, and on a rock she griefs tornado raged withi
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . tiful,How like a vision of pure fancy made,—If not itself a dream! What shall I do?Oh, how my heart is torn, my mind upset!Methinks I hear my father say, Be strong! The Maiden rose, and looked into his piteously. You will not go? she said,Grasping his hands in hers. I cannot liveWithout you by my side. My hearts full loveYou have: that must you know. If not my words,My acts — oh. Legion, dear, have you no love?Sobs choked her voice, and on a rock she griefs tornado raged within her soul. When calm she grew the Youth sat by her side,And told her how his duty to his nameCalled him to Shonbirg Hall, and fields of fame;How that his King and country owned his sword,And he must rally where their flag was reared. I pray you, darling, hearken to my word—Like one inspired she spoke, with open eyes,Her tears all gone, and angel-like her in my soul, upswelling strong, I feelThe prompting words of truth and father Ive heard talk, and read his
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