| Ernest | ||
From such a man
Her eager eyes would turn to Linsingen,
As to an angel; should take, once for all,
Her darling's hand, and lead her, both but one,
To Paradise. Howe'er, to a worthier home
From her hard father's house: leaving that house
No blank, but a rich blessing in her stead:
Not lost, but gained. So did the mother hope:
And as she hoped, she trusted too awhile.
“For is not my pale Girl, tho' proud, and oft
Self-wrapped in her broad forehead's thought, yet most
Gentle, and to my will, as a gentle boat
To its own wilful stream; stirring not, save
From that stream's influence?” Such her self-sure dream;
Else, her lone maiden to choose frowardly,
Like any strange wonder, had startled her,
Shocking all forecast—
Her eager eyes would turn to Linsingen,
As to an angel; should take, once for all,
Her darling's hand, and lead her, both but one,
To Paradise. Howe'er, to a worthier home
From her hard father's house: leaving that house
No blank, but a rich blessing in her stead:
Not lost, but gained. So did the mother hope:
And as she hoped, she trusted too awhile.
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Self-wrapped in her broad forehead's thought, yet most
Gentle, and to my will, as a gentle boat
To its own wilful stream; stirring not, save
From that stream's influence?” Such her self-sure dream;
Else, her lone maiden to choose frowardly,
Like any strange wonder, had startled her,
Shocking all forecast—
| Ernest | ||