Minstrel Melodies A Collection Of Songs

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1839 edition. Excerpt: ...though she crowned me With Fame's wreath, and sweetly smiled; Dark curses lower'd around me From the soldier's orphan child. Oh! I would rather wander Where Oblivion's waters roll, Than thus to Glory pander, With such curses on my soul. For, when all else forsake us, E'en the friends most true that seem; Not Glory's self should wake us From Oblivion's placid dream. February 23rf, 1829.' THEY TOLD HER, &C. 149 THEY TOLD HER HE HAD CEASED TO LIVE. They told her he had ceased to live, But said not how he fell; A foreign soil his corse entombed, But more they would not tell. Yet vainly were they silent all; Nor hint of rival hate Gave token 'twas a murderer's brand That seal'd his mournful fate. For day by day she sate alone Within her woodbine grove; And, as the lamp of Reason waned, Called on her absent love. And " he would yet," she said, " return--She knew he was not dead; It could not be, that one so good So soon from earth had fled." 150 THEY TOLD HER Then would she strive to weep, but dry Was Nature's mental spring; Nor song of joy, nor tale of wo, Or smile or tear could bring. At length a pilgrim cross'd her path: A pilgrim!--was it he Whose treasured image in her dreams She never failed to see 1 'Twas he but, oh! how changed was that Proud form and eagle glance! 'Twas he--but where the warrior plume, And where the warrior lance 1 His lance was now the pilgrim staff, His plume the pilgrim shell; But he was still in heart the same, Still breathed the same fond spell. He spoke to her, he kissed her brow, But it was marble cold; Her lip was pale, but down her cheek One pearly tear-drop rolled. HE HAD CEASED TO LIVE. 151 Another and another came; Then first for five long years, As feeling's fount gushed forth, she...

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