The courtship of Miles Standish . PRISCI LLA Thus for a while he stood, and mused by the shore of the oceanThinking of many things, and most of all of Priscilla;And as if thought had the power to draw to itself, like the lodestone,Whatsoever it touches, by subtile laws of its nature,! as he turned to depart, Priscilla was standing beside him. 101 PRISCI I>I^A Are you so much offended, you will not speak to me? said I so much to blame, that yesterday, when you were pleadingWarmly the cause of another, my heart, impulsive and wayward,Pleaded your own, and spake out, forgetful perhap
The courtship of Miles Standish . PRISCI LLA Thus for a while he stood, and mused by the shore of the oceanThinking of many things, and most of all of Priscilla;And as if thought had the power to draw to itself, like the lodestone,Whatsoever it touches, by subtile laws of its nature,! as he turned to depart, Priscilla was standing beside him. 101 PRISCI I>I^A Are you so much offended, you will not speak to me? said I so much to blame, that yesterday, when you were pleadingWarmly the cause of another, my heart, impulsive and wayward,Pleaded your own, and spake out, forgetful perhaps of decorum?Certainly you can forgive me for speaking so frankly, for sayingWhat I ought not to have said, yet now I can never unsay it;For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion,That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebbleDrops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret,Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered I was shocked, when I heard you spea
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