White Rose And Red; A Love Story by Robert Williams BuchananWhite Rose And Red; A Love Story by Robert Williams Buchanan

White Rose And Red; A Love Story

byRobert Williams Buchanan

Paperback | February 6, 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. 1873. Excerpt: ... EPILOGUE. In a dark corner of the burial-place, Where sleep apart the creatures of red race, Red Rose was laid, cold, beautiful, and dead, With all the great white Snow above her bed. And soon the tiny partner of her quest, The little babe, was laid upon her breast; For, though the heart of Phcebe had been kind, And sought to save the infant left behind, It wither'd when the mother's kiss withdrew--The Red Rose faded, and the Blossom too. There sleeps their dust, but 'neath another sky, More kind than this, their Spirits sleeping lie. Sleeping, or waking? There, with eyes tear-wet, Is her soul homeless? doth she wander yet, Silent by those still pathways, with bent head, Still listening, listening, for her warrior's tread? It came not, comes not--tho' the ages roll, Still with that life-long hunger in her soul, She must wait on, and thousand others too, If waking Immortality be true. But, no; God giveth his beloved sleep; Rose of the wilderness, may thine be deep! Not near the white man's happy Death-domains, But in the red man's mighty hunting-plains; Amid the harmless shades of flocks and herds, Amid the hum of bees, the song of birds, With fields and woods all round, and skies above Dark as thine eyes, and deathless as thy love! Here ends my tale; what further should I state r Save that poor Phcebe soon forgave her mate, As small white wives forgive; with words out-spoken The peace was patch'd almost as soon as broken; For Phoebe argued, after a good cry, "Tis a bad job; but break my heart--not I! All the men do it--that's a fact confess'd, And my great stupid's only like the rest. But what's the good of fretting more than need r I've got the cows to mind, the hens to feed. I 'spose it's dreadful, but 'tis less a sin Than if the wench had a white woman...
Title:White Rose And Red; A Love StoryFormat:PaperbackDimensions:34 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.07 inPublished:February 6, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217147682

ISBN - 13:9780217147682