The bridal of Vaumond A Metrical Romance |
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The bridal of Vaumond | ||
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When shall the winding rock-hewn stair,How distant now from upper air!
When shall it find an end?
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“Vaumond, no farther will I move,
No more will I descend.”
“Now, Isabel, my own thou art,
Here will I claim thee, better part,
Of every life-throb of my heart!
Here at the solemn tide of eve,
And in night's central realm,
Our deathless destinies we weave,
And all disunion whelm—
One upon earth, till earth is gone,
In heav'n or hell, we will be ONE!”
The bridal of Vaumond | ||