The Haunted Hour: An Anthology

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Harcourt, Brace and Howe, 1920 - 235 страници
 

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Страница 230 - Blow up the fire, my maidens! Bring water from the well! For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well." And she has made to them a bed, She's made it large and wide; And she's ta'en her mantle her about, Sat down at the bedside. Up then crew the red, red cock, And up and crew the gray; The eldest to the youngest said. "Tis time we were away.
Страница 119 - Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes, Where he stood perplexed and still. But only a host of phantom listeners That dwelt in the lone house then Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight To that voice from the world of men: Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair, That goes down to the empty hall, Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken By the lonely Traveller's call.
Страница 120 - ALL houses wherein men have lived and died Are haunted houses. Through the open doors The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, With feet that make no sound upon the floors. We meet them at the doorway, on the stair, Along the passages they come and go, Impalpable impressions on the air, A sense of something moving to and fro.
Страница 122 - The river flowed between. No other voice nor sound was there, No drum, nor sentry's pace ; The mist-like banners clasped the air. As clouds with clouds embrace. But, when the old cathedral bell Proclaimed the morning prayer, The white pavilions rose and fell, On the alarmed air. Down the broad valley fast and far The troubled army fled ; Up rose the glorious morning star, The ghastly host was dead.
Страница 217 - Now hail, now hail, thou lady bright!" "Now hail, thou baron true! What news, what news, from Ancram fight? What news from the bold Buccleuch?" "The Ancram moor is red with gore, For many a Southern fell; And Buccleuch has charged us evermore To watch our beacons well.
Страница 119 - Is there anybody there?' said the Traveller, Knocking on the moonlit door; And his horse in the silence champed the grasses Of the forest's ferny floor: And a bird flew up out of the turret, Above the Traveller's head: And he smote upon the door again a second time; 'Is there anybody there?
Страница 120 - Neath the starred and leafy sky; For he suddenly smote on the door, even Louder, and lifted his head: "Tell them I came, and no one answered That I kept my word," he said. Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Страница 162 - Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky, With the white road smoking behind him, and his rapier brandished high ! Blood-red were his spurs i' the golden noon ; wine-red was his velvet coat; When they shot him down on the highway, Down like a dog on the highway, And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.
Страница 216 - He who says the mass-rite for the soul of that knight, May as well say mass for me. ' "At the lone midnight hour, when bad spirits have power, In thy chamber will I be." With that he was gone, and my lady left alone, And no more did I see.
Страница 65 - The western wind was wild and dank with foam, And all alone went she. The western tide crept up along the sand, And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand, As far as eye could see. The rolling mist came down and hid the land : And never home came she.

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