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But he grew old,
This knight so bold,

And o'er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground

That looked like Eldorado.

in.

And, as his strength
Failed him at length,

He met a pilgrim shadow:
"Shadow," said he,
"Where can it be,

This land of Eldorado?"

IV.

"Over the Mountains

Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow,

Ride, boldly ride,"

The Shade replied, "If you seek for Eldorado!" BRIDAL BALLAD.

i.

The ring is on my hand,

And the wreath is on my brow;

Satins and jewels grand

Are all at my command,
And I am happy now.

u.
And my lord he loves me well;

But, when first he breathed his vow, I felt my bosom swell, For the words rang as a knell, And the voice seemed his who fell In the battle down the dell,

And who is happy now.

ill.

But he spoke to reassure me,

And he kissed my pallid brow,
While a reverie came o'er me,
And to the churchyard bore me,
And I sighed to him before me,
Thinking him dead D'Elormie,
"Oh, I am happy now!"

And thus the words were spoken, And this the plighted vow,

And though my faith be broken,

And though my heart be broken,

Behold the golden token
That proves me happy now!

v.

Would God I could awaken!
For I dream I know not how,
And my soul is sorely shaken
Lest an evil step be taken,—
Lest the dead who is forsaken
May not be happy now.

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Beloved! amid the earnest woes
That crowd around my early path

(Drear path, alas! where grows

Not even one lonely rose),
My soul at least a solace hath

In dreams of thee, and therein knows

An Eden of bland repose.

Ii.

And thus thy memory is to me
Like some enchanted far-off isle

In some tumultuous sea —

Some ocean throbbing far and free
With storms—but where meanwhile

Serenest skies continually
Just o'er that one bright island smile.

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In Heaven a spirit doth dwell

"Whose heart-strings are a lute ;"

None sing so wildly well

As the angel Israfel,

And the giddy stars (so legends tell)

Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of his voice, all mute.

* "And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweetest voice of all God's creatures."— Koran.

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