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. 1819 Excerpt: ...won--Now darkly he swells to a mountainous size; Yet his form still continues the same--Still smoke is his hair, and still fire-balls his eyes, Still his belt is a serpent, his robe is still flame, He speaks, and the sound is like that which might be, If thunders should roar in the depths of the sea--"Sir knight, 'tis ...
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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. 1819 Excerpt: ...won--Now darkly he swells to a mountainous size; Yet his form still continues the same--Still smoke is his hair, and still fire-balls his eyes, Still his belt is a serpent, his robe is still flame, He speaks, and the sound is like that which might be, If thunders should roar in the depths of the sea--"Sir knight, 'tis in vain that you've sought out my land, "Your armour, your cause, and your courage are vain; "For by one magic word and one touch of this wand, "Thy steed, chang'd to marble for ever shall stand, "And thou afix'd statue remain"--"Thus answer'd the knight--" Thou foul spirit! give ear! "Nor thy form nor thy threats can affect me with fear!--"For oft have I wander'd where dark spirits dwell, "And I've learn'd all the magic of sign and of spell. "And there is a name which can shake thee with fear, "Too dreadful for mortals to speak or to hear--"Thou know'st it--and thee in that name I command "To use in my service thy magical wand."--The demon groans deep; but obey him he must!--The wand is extended--the castle is dust--The spectres are vanish'd--the Lady is freed--And fleet over mountain and stream is their speed. And a Lady so fair crown'd the victory ne'er Of a warrior so valiant that never knew fear. FRAGMENT. And may you still be blest with halcyon hours! And from Life's garden cull but thomless roses, Breathe the soft sweets of Joy's immortal flowers That only bloom where Innocence reposes. FAIR EXILE. Bright as the sun-beam's reflection From yon fields of gay-colourd ice, Were my joys--but, alone Retrospection Bids them to the exile arise'.--Did Hope ever visit the waste Of Siber, all mantled in snow?--Where remembrance of joys that are past But blackens a futu...
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Add this copy of Fatal Jest: a Tale: and Other Poems to cart. $54.95, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2015 by Palala Press.
