Denzil place a story in verse. By Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] |
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But she had rashly said “Ah, let me live
“Only to know this blessèd hope is true,
“Then come what may,” and her unthinking words
Were register'd by the relentless Fates.—
The day she long'd and pray'd for dawn'd at last,
And Constance kiss'd the cheek of Geoffrey's child,
And he was near her, but no time was given
Him to rejoice in what she deem'd a joy,
For in her struggle with this second life
His little wife pass'd from him into death.
“Only to know this blessèd hope is true,
“Then come what may,” and her unthinking words
Were register'd by the relentless Fates.—
The day she long'd and pray'd for dawn'd at last,
And Constance kiss'd the cheek of Geoffrey's child,
And he was near her, but no time was given
Him to rejoice in what she deem'd a joy,
For in her struggle with this second life
His little wife pass'd from him into death.
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