This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911 edition. Excerpt: ... Gloom turns abruptly to Mona, who is standing with bowed head before the altar. We have little space to dream. Our war begins at midnight--before then, Sacrifice and sword-giving. Hast thou kept The tallies? Mona Here... She hands him square wooden bars carved with runic signs. He seats himself on the rock, ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911 edition. Excerpt: ... Gloom turns abruptly to Mona, who is standing with bowed head before the altar. We have little space to dream. Our war begins at midnight--before then, Sacrifice and sword-giving. Hast thou kept The tallies? Mona Here... She hands him square wooden bars carved with runic signs. He seats himself on the rock, right, reading them and making addi-tions with his knife. Gloom Twelve myriad fighting men! Rome has not half so many souls alive In Britain! So our work ends--to-night, war--To-morrow, victory! Mona (turning from the altar, slowly) If we ourselves Fail not... Gloom Dost thou fear failure? Mona Moving slowly away from him, to left of altar. Nay, not fear--Only... all hangs on us. (pausing) If yonder town Fall to-night, then from hill to hill our fires Shall flash the tidings, till all Britain flares Into one blaze ere dawn. But... if we fail, How then? turnng toward him) Were it not better all should strike At one forechosen hour, waiting no sign? Gloom What matter? We but prove our faith. He thrusts the tallies into his girdle, and rises. Nay, more--Thou art here; Thou, the old Queen's soul reborn Our leader and our strength. What fight can fail Where thou art? All the hope of Britain waits Thee, and thee only! MONA I to fight with men... To pierce flesh... and see blood flow... She is standing below him and to left, her head bent, her spear held slantwise across her body by the incongruous gesture of clasping her hands at her breast. Gloom at his full height, magnificently) Thou to save And conquer! (advancing, in an ecstasy) Have no fear--thy womanhood And the beauty of thee shall burn before them, fair And terrible, a sweet white flame of war, A light from old years, and a wonderful death, And a dream plunging down eternity To change the...
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Very Good/No Jacket. Ex-Library. 12mo-over 6¾"-7¾" tall. Light green cloth w/gilt on spine & cvr. Very light wear & soil. Innards clean & tight, never loaned. Usual lib. marks & writing on spine.
