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Gaston de Blondeville, or The court of Henry III

Keeping festival in Ardenne, a romance. St. Alban's Abbey, a metrical tale; With some poetical pieces. By Anne Radcliffe ... To which is prefixed: A memoir of the author, with extracts from her journals. In four volumes
Radcliffe, Ann Ward (1764-1823)

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VOL. I.
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GASTON DE BLONDEVILLE.
  
THE BRIDAL.
  
[O'er the high western wolds afar]
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ST. ALBAN'S ABBEY:
  
[prologue]
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CANTO I. THE ABBEY.
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CANTO II. THE NIGHT BEFORE THE FIRST BATTLE.
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CANTO III. THE DAY OF THE FIRST BATTLE.
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CANTO IV. THE HOUR AFTER THE BATTLE.
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CANTO V. THE EVENING AFTER THE BATTLE.
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CANTO VI. THE EVENING AFTER THE BATTLE.
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CANTO VII. SCENE IN THE MONASTERY.
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CANTO VIII. SOLEMN WATCH WITHIN THE ABBEY.
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CANTO IX. AMONG THE DEAD.
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CANTO X. AMONG THE DEAD.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
  
SALISBURY PLAINS.
  
SHAKSPEARE'S CLIFF.
  
THE FISHERS.
  
IN THE NEW FOREST.
  
ON A FIRST VIEW OF THE GROUP CALLED THE SEVEN MOUNTAINS;
  
A SECOND VIEW OF THE SEVEN MOUNTAINS.
  
ON ASCENDING A HILL CROWNED WITH A CONVENT.
  
THE SNOW-FIEND.
  
AN ANCIENT BEECH-TREE. IN THE PARK, AT KNOLE.
  
SEA-VIEWS.
  
TO THE SWALLOW.
  
FOREST LAWNS.
  
ON THE RONDEAU, “JUST LIKE LOVE IS YONDER ROSE.”
  
DECEMBER'S EVE, ABROAD.
  
DECEMBER'S EVE, AT HOME.
  
A SEA-VIEW.
  
ON HAYLEY'S LIFE OF COWPER.
  
WRITTEN IN THE ISLE OF WIGHT.
  
SONNET TO THE LARK.
  
ON READING THE FOLLOWING BEAUTIFUL LINES, WRITTEN BY THE LATE LADY ELIZABETH LEE, SISTER OF EARL HARCOURT,
  
TO THE RIVER DOVE.
  
THE SEA-MEW.
  
TO THE WINDS.
  
MOONLIGHT.
  
SMILES.
  
THE REED OF POESY.
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PART I. THE HAZEL TREE.
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PART II. THE FAIRIE COURT.
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PART III. THE MAGIC MIRRORS.
  
SCENE ON THE NORTHERN SHORE OF SICILY.

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IV.

Bold is this Abbey's front, and plain;
The walls no shrined saint sustain,
Nor tower, nor airy pinnet crown;
But broadly sweeps the Norman arch
Where once in brightened shadow shone
King Offa, on his pilgrim-march
And proudly points the mouldered stone
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Of the high-vaulted porch beneath,
Where Norman beauty hangs a wreath
Of simple elegance and grace;
Where slender columns guard the space
On every side, in clustered row,
The triple arch through arch disclose,
And lightly o'er the vaulting throw
The thwart-rib and the fretted rose.
Beside this porch, on either hand,
Giant buttresses darkly stand,
And still their silent vanguard hold
For bleeding Knights, laid here of old;
And Mercian Offa and his Queen
The portal's guard and grace are seen.
This western front shows various style,
Less ancient than the central pile.
No furrows deep upon its brow
The frown of seven stern centuries show;
Yet the sad grandeur of the whole
Gives it such a look of soul,
That, when upon it's silent walls
The silvered grey of moonlight falls,
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And the fixed image dim appears,
It seems some shade of parted years
Left watching o'er the mouldering dead,
Who here for pious Henry bled,
And here, beneath the wide-stretched ground
Of nave, of choir, of chapels round,
For ever—ever, rest the head.
 

The busts of Offa and his Queen are at the springs of the arch of the great porch.

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