Pansies and Asphodel by Louisa BiggPansies and Asphodel by Louisa Bigg

Pansies and Asphodel

byLouisa Bigg

Paperback | February 4, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1878. Excerpt: ... PAST AND PRESENT. After So many sorrows past My love and I have met at last: But not as in the days before; It was high summer-time of yore; And there were floods of moonlight shining Each dewy evening--roses twining Over the ancient garden wall; So well my heart records it all! But at this second meeting I Scarce knew if sunshine filled the sky; Or heeded if the moon was bright As by his side I sat all night. For deadly fever held him fast When he came back to us at last; And there was none to bathe his head Or give him drink: when that they said, Spite of the treachery of old, Though love was dead, I grew so bold That quite alone I went to meet The dead love that had been so sweet. And so for many a night and day I watched beside him as he lay; I kept alive his failing breath; Like Hercules I fought with death. But when he stronger grew, and craved That I would take the life I saved And make it mine--'twas all too late; Unwritten in the book of Fate. 'Tis for the sake of one I knew Long years ago, a maiden true, "Who loved him with her passionate heart Of youth--with her I have no part--Tis for her sake my heart is filled With tender sad affection; stilled Is that ecstatic torturing flame; This love must find another name. So we have parted once again; I am victorious over pain; O God, I have not lived in vain! ILIA OF MOUROM. On a rude bed in Mourom, year by year, Lay a poor peasant's son in helpless pain. When first a baby on the mother's knee Lay smiling in the earliest time of youth, She dreamed how when her son should be a man He would protect her age; a noble man Her son would surely grow! and while she sat, (The cottage firelight playing on her face, And on the tiny child,) to rest from toil, She and her hardy woodman, they would laugh, Thinking ...
Title:Pansies and AsphodelFormat:PaperbackDimensions:30 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.06 inPublished:February 4, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217851819

ISBN - 13:9780217851817