Metrical tales, and other poems; - Electric Scotland

METRICAL TALES.
And met again the soul of love,
Which pleaded in her eyes.
"I loved yoni' sister Caroline,
I fear she loved me not.
For many a scornful look from her
The fancied mmstrel got
While you deserve my grateful thoughts
Despite this scurvy plot.
'
' And since I find that thou therein i
Didst play no willing part,
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And since I know how fair in soul,
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I'll
If not in form, thou art,
strive to banish other loves,
And take thee to my heart.'
" [May heaven reward thee," cried Gunhild,
"With blessings evermore.
I do not loif thee, Eeginald
I worship and adore! "
And love and hope around her flung
A charm unknown before.
Oh, woman's love!
oh, woman's love!
Thou art a wondrous thing;
Thou twin'st thyself around the heart
A\ ith many a subtile string;
Yea, till
thou dost become the stay
AMiere thou dost seem to cling.
A tress may wing, a gla.ucc direct
The flight of Cupid's dart;
A charming face doth seldom fail
To fire the stripling's heart;
But mental charms to wedded life
Its lasting sweets impart.