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. 1909 edition. Excerpt: ...or I did seem To see, that tyrant Lord his revels keep, The leader of the cruel hunt to them Chasing the wolf and wolf-cubs up the steep Ascent, that from the Pisan is the screen Of Lucca; with him Gualandi came, Sismondi, and Lanfranchi, bloodhounds lean, Trained to the sport and eager for the game, Wide ...
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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. 1909 edition. Excerpt: ...or I did seem To see, that tyrant Lord his revels keep, The leader of the cruel hunt to them Chasing the wolf and wolf-cubs up the steep Ascent, that from the Pisan is the screen Of Lucca; with him Gualandi came, Sismondi, and Lanfranchi, bloodhounds lean, Trained to the sport and eager for the game, Wide ranging in his front; but soon were seen, Though by so short a course, with spirits tame, The father and his whelps to flag at once, And then the sharp fangs gored their bosoms deep. Ere morn I roused myself, and heard my sons, For they were with me, moaning in their sleep, And begging bread. Ah for those darling ones! Right cruel art thou, if thou dost not weep, In thinking of my soul's sad augury; And if thou weepest not now, weep never more! They were already waked, as wont drew nigh The allotted hour for food, and in that hour Each drew a presage from his dream. When I Heard locked beneath me, of that horrible tower The outlet, then into their eyes alone J looked to read myself, without a sign Or word. I wept not--turned within to stone. They wept aloud, and little Anselm mine, Said, --'twas my youngest, dearest little one, --'What ails thee, father! why look so at thine?' In all that day, and all the following night, I wept not, nor replied; but when to shine Upon the world, not us, came forth the light Of the new sun, and thwart my prison thrown, Gleamed thro' its narrow chink--a doleful sight, --Three faces, each the reflex of my own, Were imaged by its faint and ghastly ray; Then I, of either hand unto the bone, Gnawed, in my agony; and thinking they Twas done from hunger pangs in their excess, All of a sudden raise themselves, and say, 'Father! our woes so great, were not the less Would you but eat of us, --'twas you who clad Our bodies in...
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