The Legend of St. Loy With Other Poems. By John Abraham Heraud |
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Like one, the Hermit old appears,Defeated in his quest:
Then shook his hoar head, and, with tears,
Strained Edwy to his breast:
At length, with hurried voice exclaimed;
“Of other sequel I had dreamed—
“Yet,—by the voice of sympathy,
“That whispers still within for thee;
“Yet, surely thou more kindred art,
“Than a mere stranger to my heart.”
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