The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1857-07-02
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A Legend Of Elsinore.


You drink their strong perfumes too much;
almost fancy that you grow
Ethereal, like them. Well you smile:
But waste with me this twilight time
III be your Laureate, little Queen,
Andcrownyour royal brows with rhyme.
80, leave those groups Of heliotropes,
THAT blossom on the grassy slopes,
sdieave the daisies In the dew,
The lsrkspurs and the pimpernels!
nave a ballad made for you -"
th rhimes as fine nlarriage-bells ~
VI hat's 1t about ~ "a faire iadye
Sitting castle wall,
Watching the drcary shadows fall,
~ and looking towards the sea I" ..... .. r....--
I'VE are like her in that, save the castle wall;
But what Of the lady--the olden tale?
A Did she love page2 Did her cheeks grow pale
At her fathers for the she loved,
And all her entreates never moved
The stout old Baron? Is mt it so?"
I'm most Of the ballads chnnce to know, Oil.
Ii,t, not in this Nor lord, nor page
Nor any knight Of that iron age
Won the Lady that lived 10y the.ea 81. sa
And yet for all,
She sat on the gloomy castle wall
Aud died OF loves sweet malady - . .a
From the dizzy castle tips, .. ..s. ... ...
She would watch the silent ships.
hike restless phantom coming and going cvcrnore,
While the twilight settled down .-a.
o. the seeply little town.
On the gables quaint and brown
That had sheltered kings Of yore. s.
Her blue eyes drank In the sight
With fun and stu delight;
For il was fair aucht in Arcade:
Through the yellow-beadcd grain
Through the helmet studded plain,
Like trembling aznre vein, . % ...
Sen the river to the sea,
Spotted belts of cedar-wooi
Partly ciasped the widening flood;
Like a knot OF dases lay the hamlet on ihr hi
In the aacieni town below, ..#.
Sparks of light would come and so,
And faint voices, strangely loH,
r., m the garruious old mill. 'i.
Here the land, In grassy swells,
- Gently rose; there, sank In della
With wide mouths Of crimson nosa, and teeth Of Ioch
andpeat;
Aud, in statue-iike repose,
An old wrinked mountain rose,
With its hoary head In SHOWS
And maskroses at its feet!
And so oft she sat alone,
In the turret of gray stone,
Looking DER red miles of heath dew babbed, TO the
That there grew village cry,
How Maud's cheeks did lose their dye,
As ship. once, sailing by,
Melted past the sapphire lea.
LADY Maad,' they said, sis vain;
With a cold and fine disdain
She walks er mead and moorand she wanders by sea-
sits within her tower alone,
Like Gnone carved in stone
Like the queen of half
All, SO Icy proud Is she.' GEES
When Maud walked abroad, her feet
Seemed far sweeter than the sweet
Wild flowers that would follow her with iridcsccn eyes;
And the spangled egiantine, -
And the honeysuckle vine,
Running round and round the pine,
Grew tremulons with surprise
But she passed by with stare,
With half unconscious air, sle
Making waves of amber froth, upon a sea Of maize;
wwith her large and heavenly eyes
~ Looking through and through the skies,
As II Gods rich paradise
q Were growing upon her gaze!
Her lone walks led all one way,
- And all ended at the gray
hnd the ragged Jagged rocks, that tooth the dreadful
lt beach;
There Queen Maud would stand, the Sweet
with the white surf at her feet.
While above her wheeled the Aeet Eaa
! sparrow-hswk with startling screech.
When the stars had blosscmed bright.
And the gardens Of the night
seemed full Of golden marisolds, dvioits atsir,
Maiden Maud would sit alone, - gf-z aig
Aud the sea with inner tone,
Hail OF melody and moan,
would rise up and speak with her.
- And she ever loved the sea- }a 30 pa
Gods hafuttered mystery 5S
With its million lips OF shells, It's neverceasing
And twas well that, when she died. 81
They made Maud grave beside
The blue pulses Of the tide, sss aa3s-4
'Mong the crags Of Eisinofc. aaE
One chill, red,leaffalling morn,
MANY russet Auturnns gone, t5Ea.
lone ship with folded Wings lay dcling OF the lea
II came silently at night,
With lis wings ofmulky white ~ ~
Folded after weary f,ght-- 1E
The worn nursling Of the ssa 'gsaxs QEEVAg s
Y : Crowds Of peasants Rocked the sands; 3, 2 e
There were tears and clAsping hands,
s And sailor from the ship passed through the grave
yard gate.
o.I, Maud tho head stone read;