Poems Reprinted from the American Octavo Edition, Volume 1
General Books, Mar 6, 2012 - 64 pages
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. 1827 Excerpt: ...Through the red heaven of sunset!--sleep'st thou still, With all thy founts of fire, while spoilers tread The glowing veles beneath? (procida enters disguised). Ha! who art thou, Unbidden guest, that with so mute a step Dost steal upon me? PROCIDA. One, o'er whom hath pass'd All that can change man's aspect!--Yet not long Shalt thou find safety in forgetfulness.--I am he, to breathe whose name is perilous, Unless thy wealth could bribe the winds to silence.--Know'st thou this, lady?--He shows a ring. VITTORIA. Righteous Heaven! the pledge Amidst his people from the scaffold thrown By him who perish'd, and whose kingly blood E'en yet is unatoned.--My heart beats high----Oh, welcome, welcome! thou art Procida, Th' Avenger, the Deliverer! PROCIDA. Call me so When my great task is done. Yet who can tell If the return'd be welcome?--Many a heart Is changed since last we met. VITTORIA. Why dost thou gaze, With such a still and solemn earnestness, Upon my alter'd mien? PROCIDA. That I may read If to the widow'd love of Conradin, Or the proud Eribert's triumphant bride, I now entrust my fate. VITTORIA. Thou, Procida! That thou shouldst wrong me thus!--Prolong thy gaze Till it hath found an answer. PROCIDA. 'Tis enough. I find it in thy cheek, whose rapid change Is from death's hue to fever's; in the wild Unsettled brightness of thy proud dark eye, And in thy wasted form. Ay, 'tis a deep And solemn joy, thus in thy looks to trace, Instead of youth's gay bloom, the characters Of noble suffering;--on thy brow the same Commanding spirit holds its native state Which could not stoop to vileness. Yet the voice Of Fame hath told afar that thou shouldst wed This tyrant, Eribert. VITTORIA. And told it not A tale of insolent love repell'd with scorn, Of stern commands and fea...
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