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"When dark December shrouds the transient day, And stormy winds are howling in their ire, Why com'st not thou?. ... Oh, haste to pay The cordial visit sullen hours require!" "Winter will oft at eve resume the breeze, Chill the pale morn, and bid his driving blasts Deform the day delightless."
For a weary, worn-out trooper, with stained buff coat, and heavy boots, stood panting among them. "I thought 'twas our folks," he said. "Be mother here?" "Hodge! My Hodge! Be'st hurt, my lad?" cried the mother, bursting through the midst and throwing herself on him, while his father contented himself with a sort of grunt. "All right, Hodge. How com'st here?"
Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee." It was past two o'clock when Mr John Forster returned from his chambers, and let himself in with a pass-key.
For thou com'st to the peace of the Wolfings, and our very guest thou art, And meseems as I behold thee, that I look on a child of the Hart."
Be thou a Spirit of Health, or Goblin damn'd; Bring with thee Airs from Heav'n, or Blasts from Hell; Be thy Events wicked or charitable; Thou com'st in such a questionable Shape That I will speak to thee. I'll call thee Hamlet, King, Father, Royal Dane: Oh! Oh! Answer me, Let me not burst in Ignorance; but tell Why thy canoniz'd Bones, hearsed in Death, Have burst their Cearments?
My bosom heaves, remembering yet The morning of that blissful day When Rose, the flower of spring, I met, And gave my raptured soul away. Flung from her eyes of purest blue, A lasso, with its leaping chain Light as a loop of larkspurs, flew O'er sense and spirit, heart and brain. Thou com'st to cheer my waning age, Sweet vision, waited for so long!
To wait, to wait, but not to wait too long, Till heavy grows the burthen of a song; O bird! too long hast thou been gone to-day, My feet are weary of their frequent way, The spell that opes the spring my tongue no more can say. If soon thou com'st not, night will fall around, My head with a sad slumber will be bound, And the pure draught be spilt upon the ground.
But he resolved to foil both schemes. "He must be taught to know he has presumed To stand in competition with me. You will not kill him?" "Wherefore com'st thou? To comfort you, and bring you joyful news." On the second night of the Chalmetta's voyage, as Henry was about to retire, the steward handed him a note.
A moment speechless, motionless, amazed, The throneless monarch on the Angel gazed, Who met his look of anger and surprise With the divine compassion of his eyes; Then said, "Who art thou? and why com'st thou here?" To which King Robert answered with a sneer, "I am the King, and come to claim my own From an impostor, who usurps my throne!"
But then, in the case of so satiric a book, I suppose one is hardly expected to agree or disagree. What I cannot doubt is the literary faculty displayed. "Thou com'st in such a questionable shape!" I feel inclined to say on finishing your book; "shape" morally, I mean; not in reference to style. You speak of my own work very pleasantly; but my enjoyment has been independent of that.
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