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The bridal of Vaumond

A Metrical Romance
Sands, Robert Charles (1799-1832)

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THE BRIDAL OF VAUMOND;
  
PREFACE.
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PART FIRST.
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PART SECOND.
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PART THIRD.
  
INTRODUCTORY EPISTLE
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SCENE IX. ÆTNA.
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SCENE X. THE PEASANT
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SCENE XI. THE BRIDAL.
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III.
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VI.
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VII.
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VIII.
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IX.
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X.
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XI.
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XII.
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XIII.
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XIV.
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XV. Requiescat in Pace.
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XVI.
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XVII.
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XVIII.
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XIX.
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SCENE XII. THE COMBAT.
  
CONCLUSION.

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XIII.

'Twas in the greenwood shade they woke,
Where first her orb's dark lustre broke
Upon the tide of day;
Two stranger serfs support her now,
Lave her pale cheek and icy brow,
And watch, the dark-fring'd lid below,
The slow-returning ray.
All brightly, through the quivering shade,
The golden shafts of morning play'd—
“Where am I?”—seated they the maid
Upon a moss-clad rock;
Winding his cloak his form around,
And bent his gaze upon the ground,
The younger stranger spoke.
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