The vow of the peacock; and other poems
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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(RareBooksClub.com, May 16, 2012)
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. 1835 Excerpt: ...with her voice her lone guitar. It pleased her for a while:--it soothes the soul To pour its thoughts in melancholy words; And if aught can charm sorrow, music can. The song she chose was one her youth had loved, Ere yet she knew the bitterness of grief, But thought tears luxury:--Oh take that starry wreath away, Fling not those roses o'er my lute! The brow that thou wouldst crown is pale, The chords thou wouldst awaken mute. Look on those broken gems that lie Beside those flowers, withering there; Those leaves were blooming round my lute, Those gems were bright amid my hair. i And they may be a sign to tell i Of all the ruin love will make: He comes in beauty, and then leaves The hope to fade, the heart to break! The song died in low sobs. "I ever felt That it would come to this,--that I should be Forsaken and forgotten! I would give Life, more than life, those precious memories Of happiness and Fernand! I'd forget That I have been beloved, all I have known Of rapture, all the dreams that long have been My sole existence, but to feel again As I felt ere I loved--ere I had given My every hope as passion's sacrifice." Her face was hidden in her hands; but tears Trickled through her slight fingers--tears, those late Vain tributes to remorse! At length she rose, And paced with eager steps her scented bower, Then trimmed her lamp, and gathered flowers and leaves, Twined them in wreaths, and placed them gracefully; Then felt the vanity of all her care, And scattered them around. The morning broke, And hastily she left the shade, to hide From all her anxious heart--her misery! That day she knew her fate--heard that Fernand Was now betrothed to the high-born Blanche. Hermione wept not, although her heart Swelled nigh to bursting; but she hid her thoughts...