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Publisher: RareBooksClub.com (9 May 2012)
By: Letitia Elizabeth Landon (Author)
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. 1850 Excerpt: ...voice:--He look'd, and knew Bianca. She was laid Beside the fountain, while her long black hair Hung like a veil down to her feet: her eyes, So large, so dark, so wild, shone through the gloom, Glaring like red insanity. She saw Her lover, shriek'd, and strove to fly--But fell:--her naked feet were gash'd with wounds. 'And have I met thee but to see thee die?' Leandro cried, as he laid the pale face Upon his breast, and sobb'd like a young child. In vain he dash'd the cold stream on her face,--Still she lay like a corpse within his arms. At length he thought him of a giant tree, Whose hollow trunk, when children, they had oft Call'd 'home' in playfulness. He bore her there: And of fresh flowers and the dry leaves he made A bed for his pale love. She waked at last, But not to consciousness: her wandering eyes Fix'd upon him, and yet she knew him not!--Fever was on her lip and in her brain, And as Leandro watch'd, his heart grew sick To hear her rave of outrage, wrongs, and death:--How they were waken'd from their midnight sleep By gleaming steel--curses--and flaming roof! And then she groan'd, and pray'd herself to die! It was an evening when through the green leaves Of the old chestnut shot the golden light Of the rich sunset: into the fresh air Leandro bore the maiden he had nurst As the young mother nurses her sick child. She laid her head upon his heart, and slept Her first sweet, quiet sleep: the evening-star Gleam'd through the purple twilight when she waked. Her memory aroused not to the full--Oh, that was mercy!--but she knew her love: And over her pale face a calm smile shone,--Fondly though faintly breathed and blest his name! That night the moonlight shone upon Leandro, And in his arms--a corpse! He lived in one deep feeling--i...
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