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Shakspere's Shrine, an Indian Story, Essays and Poems
Shakspere's Shrine an Indian Story Essays and Poems Author:John Harris General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1866 Original Publisher: Hamilton, Adams and Co. Subjects: Drama / Shakespeare History / General Literary Criticism / Shakespeare Poetry / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may... more » be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: MINOR POEMS. QUEEN VICTORIA AT THE ROYAL MARRIAGE. In Windsor's Royal Chapel, The nobles of the land, The flower of dear old England, Assemble heart and hand; And mitred Bishops cluster Around the Royal Pair, Par Denmark's bud of beauty, And Albion's noble heir. Within this holy structure, How many prayers ascend, For the brave Prince and Princess, That Heaven would them befriend! Standing before the altar, Their precious vows to plight; Whose future oped in glory, A hemisphere of light. See, in the Royal Closet, The Queen in sad attire; Weeping, and wiping tear-drops, As crashes forth the choir! Their Royal Highnesses, the Prince and Princess of Wales. Singing, in stately numbers, A chorale of the kind " Albert the Good," who vanish'd, Leaving a light behind. Intrude not on her sorrow, But bless those sacred tears, Which flow from visions rising Out of departed years: The dawn of love; the bridal; The first delicious flower; Bud after bud; affliction; And the sad parting hour. Intrude not on her sorrow, O, let the fountain flow; There 's sweet relief in weeping, It blunts the edge of woe. It softens much that's earthy, And sheds a power benign Upon the chasten'd spirit, Which surely is Divine. Did not our blessed Saviour, On hill and grassy glen, In hamlet-home, and city, Weep as He walk'd with men ? Then, break not on her sorrow, But let the drops run down Upon her sable garments...« less