Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1860 edition. Excerpt: ...the harsh face of the earth, And the sunbeams danced o'er it like glances of mirth; And the still dew arose like the ghost of a shower, And the nightingale chanted the prayer for the hour. The peasant, returning the greenland along, Translated the wisdom of toil into song; His wife through the lattice trilled home-ditties sweet, And came down the passage the pat of small feet. But young eyes are watchful, and young hearts ' will roam: _ The house dog has given a short cheery bark, And the village maid knows that her sweetheart has As true as the dove, and as light as the lark. Why tarries the lad where the white willows play At hide and at seek with the light of the day? Why wanders the lass where the white willows' shade Is thrown like a veil o'er the modest-eyed maid? They met by the hillside, they met by the dell, Whatever they said there was still more to tell, Till they met far too often, and loved far too well. There 's sorrow and sighing, And parents denying, And love that is wilful, and will have a way; There 's meeting and flying, And secret allyiug, And husband and wife on some bright summer day. O willows of Lyndale! now blest be your shade, For there love is love, and not barter and trade;' There flowers still are cherished, and songs still are sung, And no hearts are old that have never been young. THE LORDS OF ITALY. 1. ALL in silence mounts the lava Through its veins of red-hot ore; All in silence lightnings gather Round the mountain's glaciers hoar. Weight on weight, and all in silence, Swells the avalanche' s snow, Till a scarce-heard whisper hurls it Crushing on the world below. Drop by drop, and all in silence, Up the mound the waters creep, Till away in night and darkness Down the...