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Article ALONZO THE BRAVE, AND FAIR IMOGINE. ← Page 2 of 3 →
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Alonzo The Brave, And Fair Imogine.
1 lien first , with atn . z _ ment , fair Imogine found That a stranger was plac'd by her side : His air was terrific ; be utter'd no sound ; ' He spake not ; he mov'd not ; Ue look'd not aroAind—But earnestly gaz'd on the Bride ! His vizor was clos'd , and gigantic his height ; His armour was sable to view : — '
All pleasure and laughter were hush'd at the sight ; The dogs , as they ey'd him , drew back in aif ' right j The lights in the chamber buru'd f . luel His presence ail bosoms appenr'd to dismay ; The guests sat in silence and fear ; At length spoke the Bridewhile she trembled' I pray
, , , Sir Knight , that your helmet aside you would lay , And deign to partake oi our cheer ! . ' The Lady is silent ; the stranger complies ; His vizor he slowly unclos ' ci : — - O God ! what a sight n . et fair Imc-g ' tiie ' s eyes ! What words can express her dismay and surprise ,
When a' Skeleton ' s head was expos'd I ' - All present then utter'd a terrify'd shout ; All tufn'd with disgust from the scene ; The worms they crept in , and the worms they crept out ; And sported bis eyes and his temples about , ' While the SpetEtre address'd Imogine : ¦
J Behold me , tbon False One , behold me | . lie cry'd , ' Remember Alonzo the Brave ! ' ' God grants that , to punish ' thy'falsehood and pride , My ghost at thy marriage should sit by thy side , Should tax thee with perjury , claim thee as Bride , And bear thee away to the grave . ' ' '
Thus saying , his arms round the Lad y be wound , While loudly she shriek'd in dismay ; Then sunk with his prey through the wide-yawning ground Nor ever ' again was fair Imogine found , ' ¦ ' ' Or the Spectre who bore her away . Not long liv'd the Baron ; and none since that time To inhabit the c . tie piesiiine ; ¦ ¦ ¦
For , chronicles tell , that , by order sublime , There Imogine stutters the pain of her crime , And mourns her deploiable doom . At midnight four times in each year does her spright , When mortals in slumber are bound , Array'd in her bridal apparel of white , Appear in the hall with the Skeleton kni ght , And shriek as he whirls her around !
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Alonzo The Brave, And Fair Imogine.
1 lien first , with atn . z _ ment , fair Imogine found That a stranger was plac'd by her side : His air was terrific ; be utter'd no sound ; ' He spake not ; he mov'd not ; Ue look'd not aroAind—But earnestly gaz'd on the Bride ! His vizor was clos'd , and gigantic his height ; His armour was sable to view : — '
All pleasure and laughter were hush'd at the sight ; The dogs , as they ey'd him , drew back in aif ' right j The lights in the chamber buru'd f . luel His presence ail bosoms appenr'd to dismay ; The guests sat in silence and fear ; At length spoke the Bridewhile she trembled' I pray
, , , Sir Knight , that your helmet aside you would lay , And deign to partake oi our cheer ! . ' The Lady is silent ; the stranger complies ; His vizor he slowly unclos ' ci : — - O God ! what a sight n . et fair Imc-g ' tiie ' s eyes ! What words can express her dismay and surprise ,
When a' Skeleton ' s head was expos'd I ' - All present then utter'd a terrify'd shout ; All tufn'd with disgust from the scene ; The worms they crept in , and the worms they crept out ; And sported bis eyes and his temples about , ' While the SpetEtre address'd Imogine : ¦
J Behold me , tbon False One , behold me | . lie cry'd , ' Remember Alonzo the Brave ! ' ' God grants that , to punish ' thy'falsehood and pride , My ghost at thy marriage should sit by thy side , Should tax thee with perjury , claim thee as Bride , And bear thee away to the grave . ' ' '
Thus saying , his arms round the Lad y be wound , While loudly she shriek'd in dismay ; Then sunk with his prey through the wide-yawning ground Nor ever ' again was fair Imogine found , ' ¦ ' ' Or the Spectre who bore her away . Not long liv'd the Baron ; and none since that time To inhabit the c . tie piesiiine ; ¦ ¦ ¦
For , chronicles tell , that , by order sublime , There Imogine stutters the pain of her crime , And mourns her deploiable doom . At midnight four times in each year does her spright , When mortals in slumber are bound , Array'd in her bridal apparel of white , Appear in the hall with the Skeleton kni ght , And shriek as he whirls her around !