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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

fingers up and down with a gentle patting movement, and he endeavoured to murmur<br />

something, almost inarticulately<br />

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however. But Simon, bending low, caught the words:—<br />

“I’ll hang my harp on the hollow willow tree, And may the world— may the world-<br />

I cannot remember the words to-night, love, but I will carry you — I will carry you just<br />

now”.<br />

"What is he saying?" inquired Mr. Richmond, craning his head forward from the foot of<br />

the bed.<br />

Simon raised himself with a white, convulsed face.<br />

"Go out of the room," he cried, "if you can do no good. I will not have you prying at<br />

them. And now, Aunt Binney and Susan,” he added, when the other had withdrawn,<br />

much affronted, "kneel down. Good God! how can you stand gaping at them when they<br />

are at the gates of Eternity?”<br />

<strong>The</strong>y all knelt down, and Simon, clasping his hands, began in firm, manly tones, "Let us<br />

pray" and then, being but a lad, after all, on the point of losing all which he had hitherto<br />

cherished and clung to, his self-possession deserted him, and he fell a-sobbing.<br />

But they were beyond the reach of his voice; they had gone far on the long journey<br />

which the little mother had so much dreaded. <strong>The</strong> gates were open which were soon to<br />

close behind them both; but she had no fear now, for the loving arms which had so long<br />

sustained her were clinging close about her — they would carry her all the way.<br />

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PART II.<br />

THE TREE.<br />

CHAPTER V<br />

She was a Phantom of delight<br />

When first she gleamed upon my sight;

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