The White Doe of Rylstone, Or The Fate of the Nortons ...

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Bell and Daldy, 1867 - 128 pages
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Page 124 - The falconer to the lady said ; And she made answer, " Endless sorrow ! " For she knew that her son was dead. She knew it by the falconer's words, And from the look of the falconer's eye ; And from the love which was in her soul For her youthful Romilly.
Page 36 - And through the chink in the fractured floor Look down, and see a griesly sight; A vault where the bodies are buried upright ! There face by face, and hand by hand, The Claphams and Mauleverers stand; And, in his place, among son and sire, Is John de Clapham, that fierce Esquire, A valiant man, and a name of dread In the ruthless wars of the White and Red; Who dragged Earl Pembroke from Banbury Church And smote off his head on the stones of the porch...
Page 124 - A name which it took of yore : A thousand years hath it borne that name, And shall a thousand more. And hither is young Romilly come, And what may now forbid That he, perhaps for the hundredth time, Shall bound across THE STRID...
Page 125 - If for a lover the lady wept, A solace she might borrow From death, and from the passion of death: Old Wharf might heal her sorrow. She weeps not for the wedding-day Which was to be to-morrow: Her hope was a further-looking hope, And hers is a mother's sorrow.
Page 124 - The Falconer to the Lady said; And she made answer, ' ENDLESS SORROW! ' For she knew that her Son was dead. She knew it by the Falconer's words, And from the look of the Falconer's eye; And from the love which was in her soul For her youthful Romilly.
Page 125 - Long, long in darkness did she sit, And her first words were, " Let there be In Bolton, on the field of Wharf, A stately Priory...
Page xiv - In all the haste that ever may bee. " Commend me to that gentleman, And beare this letter here fro mee ; And say that earnestly I praye, He will ryde in my companie.
Page xiv - Gallant men I trowe you bee : How many of you, my children deare, Will stand by that good erle and mee ? Eight of them did answer make, Eight of them spake hastilie, 70 O father, till the daye we dye We'll stand by that good erle and thee.
Page 26 - White Doe," page 5: Fast the church-yard fills;— anon Look again and they all are gone; They cluster round the porch, and the folk Who sate in the shade of the prior's oak! And scarcely have they disappeared...
Page 27 - And beauteous as the silver moon When out of sight the clouds are driven, And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain.

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