Page 252 - The model orator, or, Young folks' speaker : containing the choicest recitations and readings from the best authors for schools, public entertainments, social gatherings, Sunday schools, etc. : including recitals in prose and verse ...
P. 252

Gating  off the  waters  o’er
                                               And  the  fishermen  replied :
                                             “ He  will  come  in  with the  tide/’
                                               As  they  saw  her  golden  hair
                                                        Floating  free '

                                               A ll!  he  came  in  with  the  tide,
                                                        Came  alone !
                                               Tossed  upon  the  shining  sands,
                                               GhastSv  face -and  clutching  hands ,aa
                                               Seaweed  tangled  in  his  hair,
                                               Bruised  .and  torn  his forehead  fair—'
                                               Thus  he  came  in  with  the  tide,
                                                      All  alone!

                                               Hilda,  watched  beside  her  dead15
                                                        Day  and  -light.
                                               O f those  hours  of mortal  woe
                                               Human  ken  may  never  know;
                                               She  was  silent,10 and  his  ear
                                               Kept  the  secrett  close  and  dear,
                                               Of her  watch  beside  her dead,
                                                        D ay  and  night!


                                               What she  promised  in  the  darkness
                                                        Who  fjisn  tell?
                                               15ut  upon  that  rock-ribbed  shore*
                                               Burns  a beacon  evermore;
                                               And,  beside  it,  all  the  night,
                                               Id if da  guards  the  lonely  light,
                                               Though  :vhat vowed  she  in  the  darkness
                                                        None  may  tell!

                                               Spinning,  spinning  by the  sea,
                                                        A ll  the night!
   247   248   249   250   251   252   253   254   255   256   257