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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.
  
INTRODUCTORY EPISTLE
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SCENE V. THE BANQUET.
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SCENE VI. THE WARNING.
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SCENE VII. THE BOWER.
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SCENE VIII. THE DUNGEON.
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III.
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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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XV.
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XVI.
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PART THIRD.
  
CONCLUSION.

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XIII.

Full well was plann'd thy gaoler's scheme!
Light, food, and each unfetter'd limb,
Lone on the reeking rack each hour
The hope they fann'd to life;—
Thy impotence but mock'd their power,
And deadly was the strife.
Oh, mad'ning was thy lengthen'd spell,
And memory lit her torch in hell!
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No spirit o'er thy chaos hover'd,
No light thy solitude discover'd!
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