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. 1844 Excerpt: ...colours drest: But ah! she feels the knight's strong grasp arrest Her trembling steps. "Think not," he cries, "to fly " With yon false crowd, who, by my favours blest, Can now desert me, when with changeful eye-Inclement fortune frowns from yon dark angry sky.' While yet he spoke loud bursts the groaning hall, With ...
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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. 1844 Excerpt: ...colours drest: But ah! she feels the knight's strong grasp arrest Her trembling steps. "Think not," he cries, "to fly " With yon false crowd, who, by my favours blest, Can now desert me, when with changeful eye-Inclement fortune frowns from yon dark angry sky.' While yet he spoke loud bursts the groaning hall, With frightful peal the thundering domes resound, Disjointed columns in wild ruin fall, While the huge arches tremble to the ground. Yet nnappallcd amid the crush is found The daring chief: his hold he firm maintains Though hideous devastation roars around: Plunged headlong down his prey he still sustains, Who in his powerful grasp in death-like swoon Down sinks the palace with its mighty lord, Hurled from the awful steep with vehemence Even to the floods beneath, which angry roared And gaping wide received the weight immense: Indignant still, with fearless confidence He rose high mounting o'er the heaving waves; Against their rage one arm is his defence, The other still his lovely burden saves, Though strong the billows beat, and fierce the tempest The blazing star yet shone upon his brow, And flamed triumph o'er the dashing main: He rides secure the watery waste, and now The sheltering shore he might in safety gain; The sheltering shore he shuns with proud disdain, And breasts the adverse tide. Ah, rash resource! Yon vessel, Prince, thou never shall attain! For plunging 'mid the deep, with generous force, See where the lion's lord pursues thy hardy course! Psyche a well-known voice to life restores, Once more her eyes unclosing view the light, But not the waters, nor receding shores, One only object can arrest her sight, High o'er the flood she sees her valiant knight, And sudden joy, and hope scarce trusted cheer Even in that aw...
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