Ranolf and Amohi |
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Author:
| Domett, Alfred |
ISBN: | 978-0-217-97767-8 |
Publication Date: | Feb 2012 |
Publisher: | General Books LLC
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Book Format: | Paperback |
List Price: | AUD $21.57 |
Book Description:
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: RANOLF AND AMOHIA. BOOK THE THIRD. ALL IN A SUMMER NIGHT. VOL. I. ALL IN A SUMMER NIGHT. Canto I. Miroa's Tidings., II. The Song-cheered Swimming., III. The Star-lit Swimming. IV. Legends Of The Spirit-land., V. Amohia At The Fountain. VI. Silence And Moonlight., VII. The Meeting. Canto the First. Mirocts...
More DescriptionPurchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: RANOLF AND AMOHIA. BOOK THE THIRD. ALL IN A SUMMER NIGHT. VOL. I. ALL IN A SUMMER NIGHT. Canto I. Miroa's Tidings., II. The Song-cheered Swimming., III. The Star-lit Swimming. IV. Legends Of The Spirit-land., V. Amohia At The Fountain. VI. Silence And Moonlight., VII. The Meeting. Canto the First. Mirocts Tidings. I. Amo watching Ranolfs boat. Her song. 2. Indoors weaving; sings again. 3. The ' Grasshopper a burden.'1 4. Evening; news of another proposed' alliance for her. 5. Her revulsion of feeling. 6. Earthquake. 7. A resolve (8) acted upon. True Love is like a polype cut in twain, And doubled life will from division gain. Fond Amohia could not in her pain Of stifled passion, though she strove, refrain From stealing sometimes to a lonely spot Where all before her lay the Lake serene, And she could see the glimmer of the cot Her heart divined was Ranolfs: there with mien Expectant on the mountain-side unseen In thick red-dusted fern would couch until From the dim baseline of the opposite hill A white speck disengaged itself and grew Into a sail; or sometimes, ?for to while The time when sport was slack or weather bad, With help from native hands, our sailor-lad Had fitted up a light canoe With keel, mast, sails, and rudder, too, And sculls in European style, ? Sometimes a dark spot she descried With flashing twinkle on each side That neared and neared till clear in view The light skiff, in a mode so new, Its single occupant though backward going At once with two long paddles rowing, Came skimming the blue calm, and still With sharp keel seemed to slit the thin Glazed surface of the shining Lake That shrank apart in widening wake As shrinks beneath ...