Ranolf and Amohia A dream of two lives. By Alfred Domett. New edition, revised |
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Sad, weary, listless, and alone—
For nought companionship had cheered—
'Twas Ranolf's habit through the day
To take his solitary way,
Letting Te Manu choose his own.
Before him now the Port appeared.
There—with dim spire of masts and shrouds,
And yards across like streaky clouds,—
The Ship he sought at anchor lay.
Crowning a cliff that overstooped
The sea—whence trees o'erhanging drooped,
The village stood the Wanderer neared.
With rows of posts, unequal, high,
That level crest against the sky
Was bristling; and within them grouped,
Thick thatch-roofs nestled peacefully.
For nought companionship had cheered—
'Twas Ranolf's habit through the day
To take his solitary way,
Letting Te Manu choose his own.
Before him now the Port appeared.
There—with dim spire of masts and shrouds,
And yards across like streaky clouds,—
The Ship he sought at anchor lay.
Crowning a cliff that overstooped
The sea—whence trees o'erhanging drooped,
The village stood the Wanderer neared.
With rows of posts, unequal, high,
That level crest against the sky
Was bristling; and within them grouped,
Thick thatch-roofs nestled peacefully.
Woeworn and weary, then he went
Thoughtfully up the steep ascent;
And passed the log, rough-hewn and laid
For bridge across the empty fosse;
And paused before the opening made
For entrance in the palisade.
He looked around; upon the spot
He saw no living being stirred:
Fast-closed was every silent cot.
The sun was shining, high and hot—
A lingering summer afternoon;
Faint insects hummed a drowsy tune
At times—no other sound was heard.
Thoughtfully up the steep ascent;
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For bridge across the empty fosse;
And paused before the opening made
For entrance in the palisade.
He looked around; upon the spot
He saw no living being stirred:
Fast-closed was every silent cot.
The sun was shining, high and hot—
A lingering summer afternoon;
Faint insects hummed a drowsy tune
At times—no other sound was heard.
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