Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . .,, 1^ There came and looked him in the faceAn angel beautiful and bright ;And that he knew it was a ticnd, This miserable Knight! And that, unknowing what he did,He leaped amid a murderous band,And saved from outrage worse than deathThe Lady of Ihe Land ; And how she wept, and clasped his knces ;And how she tended him in vain ;And ever strove to expiate The scorn that crazed his brain ; And that she nursed him in a cave,And how his madness went

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Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . .,, 1^ There came and looked him in the faceAn angel beautiful and bright ;And that he knew it was a ticnd, This miserable Knight! And that, unknowing what he did,He leaped amid a murderous band,And saved from outrage worse than deathThe Lady of Ihe Land ; And how she wept, and clasped his knces ;And how she tended him in vain ;And ever strove to expiate The scorn that crazed his brain ; And that she nursed him in a cave,And how his madness went on the yellow forest leavesA dying man he lay ; —His dying words—but when I reachedTiuit tenderest strain of all the ditty,My faltering voice and pausing harpDisturbed her soul with pity I All impulses of soul and senseHad thrilled my guileless Genevieve ;The music and the doleful tale,The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope,An undistinguishable gentle wishes long and cherished long ! She wept with pity and delight,She blushed with love and virgin shame ;And like the murmur of a dream

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