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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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SCENE XII. THE COMBAT.
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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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XVI.
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XVII.
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XVIII.
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XXVII.
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XXVIII.
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XXX. L'ENVOY.
  
CONCLUSION.

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VII.

A stifled hum of voices rose
As massy doors unbarr'd, unclose.
And now his arms are freed—his eyes
From their black shroud of darkness rise—
A narrow vault of rugged stone
In rude disorder round him thrown,
Let by a taper's dubious beam
That show'd like melancholy gleam,
The last pale ray of ebbing hope,
Confin'd th' unfetter'd vision's scope.
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