Ballads for the Times (Now first collected,) Geraldine, A Modern Pyramid, Bartenus, A Thousand Lines, and other poems. By Martin F. Tupper. A new Edition, enlarged and revised |
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Quoth Roland de Vaux to Sir Leoline;
“No lady lost can be daughter of mine,
For yestereen at this same hour
My Geraldine sat in her latticed bower,
And merrily marvell'd much to hear
She had been found in the forest drear:
Nathless, of thee, old friend, to crave
Once more the love I long to have
E'er yet I drop into the grave,
Behold me here!
I hail'd the rich offer, and hither I sped,
Glad to reclaim our friendship fled,
And see that face,—e'er yet it be dead,—
I feel so dear;
And my old heart danced with the joy of a child
When out of school he leaps half-wild
To think we could be reconciled.”
“No lady lost can be daughter of mine,
For yestereen at this same hour
My Geraldine sat in her latticed bower,
And merrily marvell'd much to hear
She had been found in the forest drear:
Nathless, of thee, old friend, to crave
Once more the love I long to have
E'er yet I drop into the grave,
Behold me here!
I hail'd the rich offer, and hither I sped,
Glad to reclaim our friendship fled,
And see that face,—e'er yet it be dead,—
I feel so dear;
And my old heart danced with the joy of a child
When out of school he leaps half-wild
To think we could be reconciled.”
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