Poems and romances by George Augustus SimcoxPoems and romances by George Augustus Simcox

Poems and romances

byGeorge Augustus Simcox

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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. 1869. Excerpt: ... AT HENNACLIFF. THIS beetling crag of flint and clay, This watercourse and hollow dell, Morwenna eyed them far away--How often!--from her Cambrian cell. The white gulls circle now as then, The heather blossoms as of old, Though now the kine of living men Brush from the furze the dewy gold. I lie upon Morwenna's land, I see the sights Morwenna saw, I almost feel her shadowy hand Hallow the air with virgin awe. I almost see the open eyes, The drooping lids that tell of prayer, Of vigils under midnight skies, Of trances in chill morning air; And, smiling through a tearless cloud, A gracious visage pure and pale, A princely stature, scarcely bowed Beneath the heavy hanging veil; As when she stood before the king To ask a largess for the Lord, And waited while he turned his ring And half unbraced his heavy sword,--Until he gave, beneath the hill That parts the billows to and fro, The stead for church and priest, where still Her name is green at Morwenstow. Her priests prevailed to chase or tame The shadows heathens loved or feared, But though the new God overcame, The old gods had been more revered. Her church that overhangs the sea Is stately in its emptiness, So few therein will bend the knee, It grew till it was comfortless. And yet her empty church will stand While the white sea-gulls circle there, And she will pray for Tamar land, Though men forget to pray to her. At least the moors, which fall and rise Inland, have felt the biting share, And now the land is tilled,--the skies, I think, must be the sunnier there. Yet underneath the ancient deep Still eats the ancient rocks away, And even in its fitful sleep Moans, never satiated with prey. Yet round the church the graves are filled With shipmen cast upon the shore, And ravens scent the wrecks and build At ...

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Title:Poems and romancesFormat:PaperbackDimensions:40 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.08 inPublished:February 2, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0217784712

ISBN - 13:9780217784719

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