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Page 249
249 “ When Michael lay on his dying bed , His conscience was awakened ; He
bethought him of his sinful deed , And he ... The words may not again be said ,
That he spoke to me , on death - bed laid ; They would rend this abbaye's massy
...
249 “ When Michael lay on his dying bed , His conscience was awakened ; He
bethought him of his sinful deed , And he ... The words may not again be said ,
That he spoke to me , on death - bed laid ; They would rend this abbaye's massy
...
Page 253
It was more dark and lone that vault , Than the worst dungeon cell ; Old Colwulf
built it , for his fault In penitence to dwell , When he , for cowl and beads , laid
down , The Saxon battle e - axe and crown . This den , which , chilling every
sense Of ...
It was more dark and lone that vault , Than the worst dungeon cell ; Old Colwulf
built it , for his fault In penitence to dwell , When he , for cowl and beads , laid
down , The Saxon battle e - axe and crown . This den , which , chilling every
sense Of ...
Page 257
In each a slender meal was laid , Of roots , of water , and of bread : By each , in
Benedictine dress , Two haggard monks stood motionless ; Who , holding high a
blazing torch , Showed the grim entrance of the porch : Reflecting back the smoky
...
In each a slender meal was laid , Of roots , of water , and of bread : By each , in
Benedictine dress , Two haggard monks stood motionless ; Who , holding high a
blazing torch , Showed the grim entrance of the porch : Reflecting back the smoky
...
Page 324
And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide , But through it there rolled not the
breath of his pride : And the foam of his ... are laid in their wail , And the idols are
broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile , unsmote by the sword
...
And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide , But through it there rolled not the
breath of his pride : And the foam of his ... are laid in their wail , And the idols are
broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile , unsmote by the sword
...
Page 357
Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone , And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ,
But little he'll reck , if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid
him . But half of our heavy task was done , When the clock struck the hour for
retiring ...
Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone , And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ,
But little he'll reck , if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid
him . But half of our heavy task was done , When the clock struck the hour for
retiring ...
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