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Henry Brocken : His Travels And Adventures In The Rich, Strange, Scarce-Imaginable Regions Of Romance
Henry Brocken His Travels And Adventures In The Rich Strange ScarceImaginable Regions Of Romance Author:Walter De la Mare With a heart of furious fancies, Whereof I am commander With a burning spear, And a horse of air, To the wilderness I wander With a Knight of ghosts and shadows, I summoned am to Tourney Ten leagues beyond The wide worlds end Methinks it is no journey. - ANON. - HENRY BROCKEN HIS TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES I N THE RICH, STRANGE, SCARCEIMAGINABLE REG... more »IONS OF ROMANCE - I904 - CONTENTS - PAGE I. WHITHE R . 1 Come hither, come hither, come hither HAKEsPIc E. Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary child. - WORDSWOBTH. I used to rush into strange dreams at night dreams . . . where amidst unusual scenes . . . I still again and again met Rlr. Rochester . . . and then the sense of being in his arms, hearing his voice, meeting his eye, touching his hand and cheek, loving him, being loved by him-the hope of pawing s lifetime at his side, would be renewed, with all its first force and fire. - CHARLC ITE B RO T J E a w Eyre, Ch. xxxii.. IV. JULIA E , LECTRDAI, A NEB . I E - . 30 Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying. The glorious Lamp of Heaven, the Sun, The higher hes a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer hes to setting. I V CONTENTS PAGE That age is beat which is the . first, When youth and blood are warmer But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time And while ye may, go marry For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry. ANTHEA Kow is the time when all the lights wax dim, And thou, Anthea, must withdraw from him Who was thy servant. Dearest, bury me Under the holy-oak or gospel tree . . . Or, for mine honour, lay me in that tomb In which thy sacred relics shall haw room For my embalming, sweeht, there will be KO spices wanting when Im laid by thee. - HERRICK H esperides. BOT. A calendar, a calendar look in the almanac find out moonshine, find out moonshine. - A dfidsurnma Nights Dream, Act m., Sc. i. VI. SLEEPIK B G E AUTY . . 50 VII. 8. VIII. LEAIUE G L U LLIVER . . 71 I must freely confess that since my last return some corruptions of my Yahoo nature have revived in me, by conversing with a few of your species, and particularly those of my own family, by an unavoidable necessity e h I should never have attempted so absurd 8 project as that of reforming the Yahoo race in this kingdom but I have done with all such visionary schemes for ever. 4uUivers Letter to his Cousda The first money I laid out was to buy two young stone horses, which I kept in a good stable, and next to them the groom is my greatat favourite for I feel my spirits revived by the smell he contracts in the stable.-Smm A Voyuge to the Hmyhnhnms, Ch. xi.. CONTENTS vii PAm IX. X. MISTRUSTO, B STINAT L E I , AR, E TC. . . 100 And as he read he wept and trembled and not being able longer to contain, he brake out with a lamentable cry, saying, What shall I do . . . The neighbours also came out to see him run and as he ran, some mocked, others threatened, and some cried after him to return. Now, after awhile, they perceived afar off, one coming softly and alone, all along the highway, to meet them. - BUNYAN The Pilyrints Progress. XI. LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI . . 128 0 what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering The sedge has withered from the lake, And no birds sing. l 0 what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, So haggard and so woe-begone The squirrels granary is full, And the harvests done. - KEATS. XII. SLEEP AND DEATH . ...« less