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. 1801 Excerpt: ...the rapt'rous strain Of love and endless constancy he fram'd For her whose beauties his fond heart inslam'd, Rush'd from his tent, and quickly tow'rds the Knight Advancing, thus impatiently exclaim'd: "Say, why amid the silence of the night "Prevails thy cry, our host from slumbers to excite?" XLVI. "Yon base assassin ...
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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. 1801 Excerpt: ...the rapt'rous strain Of love and endless constancy he fram'd For her whose beauties his fond heart inslam'd, Rush'd from his tent, and quickly tow'rds the Knight Advancing, thus impatiently exclaim'd: "Say, why amid the silence of the night "Prevails thy cry, our host from slumbers to excite?" XLVI. "Yon base assassin drench'd in blood behold," Replied the Chief: "Ere yet my vengeance due "Gave him to death, the dreadful tale he told. "In English gore the French their swords imbrue: "By Blangie led, remorseless they pursue "Throughout our line their sanguinary trade: "While yet we speak, their murders they renew. "Quickly our suff'ring comrades let us aid, "And save our friends whom fond security betray'd." XLVII. As yet he spoke, shrieks and laments arose, Which either Chieftain's heart with pity wrung, And call'd for retribution on the foes. Forthwith Blondel the bugle-horn unslung, Which from his rich embroider'd baldrick hung, And thro' the tube a blast so potent pour'd, That the wide camp and Seine's embankments rung. Tho' rag'd the storm, tho' deaf'ning thunders roar'd, Tho' madd'ning Daemons howl'd, imperiously it soar'd. XLVIII. No longer now th' unheeding warriors flept. Soon as prevail'd the sound with terror fraught, Each from his couch precipitately leap'd, And hastily his spear and faulchion caught, Tho' still what caus'd th' alarm they vainly sought. BLONDEL-again awoke his vig'rous strain, And 'mid the tempest so distinctly wrought, That, doubtful now no more, the martial train From cv'ry quarter rush'd impatient o'er the plain. XLIX. Attentive stood the warlike pair, and turn'd Tow'rds ev'ry side the passing steps to hear, When eagerly advancing they discern'd War-trie..
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