The Legend of St. Loy With Other Poems. By John Abraham Heraud |
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“In power, and wealth, and wedded love,“I was so blest my peers above,
“That I became with men to be
“A proverb of felicity.
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“Then, then, my Arabella died!
“Thy cradle, with her death she bought,
“My daughter—Oh, that flash of thought!
“Did I not love thee with more love,
“For thy dear mother's sake above,
“Because she died for thee?—yet I
“Spurned thee, for whom she bore to die!
“Though her dear name was given to thee,
“And had of her reminded me,
“Had not that Pride returned with joy,
“And asked fresh trials to destroy.
“Oft I in sleepless dreams had seen
“Thy mother rise in heavenly sheen,
“To bless me, and with whisper mild
“Implore me to protect her child,—
“Oh, how was she at once forgot,
“Her warnings were remembered not!
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