The City and the Castle
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|Other Information: ||Illustrations, black and white|
|Published In: ||12 September 2013|
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XXII. ON THE BANKS OF THE RIVER. ..".. We went slowly down To the river side, Till we stood in the heavy shadows lly the black wild tide." H. M. From "Eztkiel, and other Poems.') ilGAIN the Lady Muriel von Ohrendorf stood alone on the castle battlements, watching a travelling party that wound slowly along the road at the foot of the slopes. It was a glorious summer morning; the sun had not yet risen high in the blue June heavens; the dew lay sparkling upon the grass; and the sweet, balmy air floated gently round her, bearing with it the sweet scents and sounds of early day. There were tears in her large dark eyes, and her lips quivered as she watched the little party until they disappeared finally at a bend of the road that entered a thick overhanging wood. Then they fell thick and fast, and for a time her face was hidden. But when she again raised it, a gentle smile struggled through her tears, as she murmured, still gazing on the path down which the travellers had disappeared, "Farewell, my sweet Madeline, my sister! I shall miss thee sadly, oh, sadly! But I must not grudge thee to thy poor suffering brother, and the home that for my sake has been robbed of thy sweet presence so long. And if thou art gone, thou hast left a blessing behind thee, t am not such as thou foundest me. How well I remember the day thou earnest, when I stood at this very turret with a heart torn with conflict and dread. How could I doubt whether I might love thee1! Ah, well, thou hast taught me better; for thou hast taught me that God is love--a Father, caring even for the earthly needs of his children; that the Lord Christ is no stern, exacting taskmaster, but a pitiful, tender, all-sufficient Saviour. My Madeline, I must treasure well thy parting...
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