The British Poets, Including Translations Volume 56-58 by British PoetsThe British Poets, Including Translations Volume 56-58 by British Poets

The British Poets, Including Translations Volume 56-58

byBritish Poets

Paperback | July 9, 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. 1822 edition. Excerpt: the glimmering moon Some savage feet now printed on the ground; His cheeks turn'd pale, his limbs no vigour found; But when, advancing on, the veil he spied, Distain'd with blood, and ghastly torn, he cried, ' One night shall death to two young lovers give, But she deserved unnumber'd years to live! Tis I am guilty, I have thee betray'd, Who came not early as my charming maid. Whatever slew thee, I the cause remain, I named and fix'd the place where thou wast slain. Ye lions, from your neighbouring dens repair, Pity the wretch, this impious body tear! But cowards thus for death can idly cry, The brave still have it in their power to die.' Then to the' appointed tree he hastes away, The veil first gather'd, though all rent it lay: The veil all rent, yet still itself endears, He kiss'd, and kissing wash'd it with his tears. ' Though rich (he cried) with many a precious stain, Still from my blood a deeper tincture gain.' Then in his breast his shining sword he drown'd, And fell supine extended on the ground. As out again the blade he dying drew, Outspun the blood, and streaming upwards flew. So if a conduit pipe e'er burst you saw, Swift spring the gushing waters through the flaw; Then spouting in a bow, they rise on high, And a new fountain plays amid the sky: The berries stain'd with blood began to show A dark complexion, and forgot their snow; "While, fatten'd with the flowing gore, the root Was doom'd for ever to a purple fruit. Meantime poor Thisbefear'd,so long she stay'd, Her lover might suspect a perjured maid. Her fright scarce o'er, she strove the youth to find With ardent eyes which spoke, and ardent mind: Already in his arms, she hears him sigh At. her destruction which was once so nigh. The tomb, the tree, but not the fruit she knew,...
Title:The British Poets, Including Translations Volume 56-58Format:PaperbackDimensions:84 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.17 inPublished:July 9, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217068340

ISBN - 13:9780217068345