Identifier: evalena00daws (find matches)
Title: Evalena
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Dawson, (Mrs) Belviderie C. (from old catalog)
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Publisher: New York
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ay brought beauteous visions bright. Of a green vale through which the rivers foam Leaps over rocks; beneath a cottage home High nestled in the clover-blossom bank; And down the winding- path the anglers plank, Hung in with many a rude and rustic twist. Where ruddy lanterns light the midnight mist.— A cottage home with many gabled roofs. And down the deep ravine the flying hoofs. Of Arab horses, swift and quick of ear. Of gentle blood—fleet steed without a peer.— A vision bright of future days serene. When Evalena reigns a magic queen Neath gabled roof; and shineth from afar Her love-lit vision like a brilliant star. The hunting season with its merry noiseBrings joyous sport to old folks, girls and boys.How gallantly the horseman mounts his steedWhich champs the bits, impatient to be freed.A group of hounds lie listless, half asleep.But at the signal word, in concert leap;—Dash headlong on, through many a tangled brake,While laugh and shout the woodland echoes wake. 21 EVALENA
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^v ^!^?^.> ^/UU^ V*,. y-^-m-ti HUNG IN WITH MANY A RUDE! AND RUSTIC TWIST. 22 EVALENA Twas at the closing of a brilliant week Of rivalry in beauty and in speed, Among the dashing grooms of whom I speak, That Royal gained a vietry for his steed. Brave Fleetfoot! with your white arched neck; How Evalenas fingers strove to deck Your bridle, and the girth and stirrups too; Then waved her handkerchief and cried Adieu, As quickly past the other chargers flew Your nimble feet. Now eagerly she waits for thy return ;^— Walks down the path, that she may sooner learn Of thy success;—or,—can it be defeat? But hark! a voice her own name does repeat. Breathless, she hears her fathers Agnes say, Does Evalena know the role you play? Royal, I thought to never see you more; Now this one thing I beg of you—implore; Make known the facts to Eva; It is best. Tell of your past engagement, and the rest;— How oft we quarreled, and with great disdain At length we parted, neer to meet again. In fut

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