Poems of William Haines Lytle

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: JACQUELINE. Almond-eyed Jacqueline beckoned to me, As our troop rode home from mounting guard, And I saw Gil Perez's brow grow dark, While his face seemed longer by half a yard. What care I for the Spaniard's ire, His haughty lip and glance of fire; What so fit for these Southern lords As the tempered...
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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: JACQUELINE. Almond-eyed Jacqueline beckoned to me, As our troop rode home from mounting guard, And I saw Gil Perez's brow grow dark, While his face seemed longer by half a yard. What care I for the Spaniard's ire, His haughty lip and glance of fire; What so fit for these Southern lords As the tempered edges of freemen's swords ? Say, shall an Alva's merciless bands Their hands in our noblest blood imbrue, And then with accursed foreign wiles, Our gentle Northern girls pursue ? Hail to him who for freedom strikes Up with your banners and down with the dykes Better be whelmed 'neath ocean waves Than live like cowards the lives of slaves. Haughty Gil Perez may then beware, For we love our blue-eyed Leyden girls, And would welcome the shock of Toledo blades Were the prize but a lock of their golden curls. A ballad of the Low Countries, A. D. 1567. Hope on, brothers, the day shall come With flaunting of banner and rolling of drum, When William the Silent shall rally his men And scourge these wolves to their homes again. A FRAGMENT. There in our cloisters green, spangled with flowers, We'll ponder o'er the page which God hath spread, And drink its wonders; the gorgeous vestment Flaming with gold and crimson, nature flings Over the fainting day. The rose-lipped morn Night garlanded with stars, the universe Teeming with rich benevolence, shall teach Our hearts to mingle in a sweet communion, So warm and glowing that the hoary Earth In love's sweet light shall wear another youth And bloom as in the old primeval garden. The sands of life shall all be turned to gold, Our lives, unchilled by frost, or storm, or hail, Shall slowly wear away, till like ripe fruit We yield our spirit to the gleaner?Death. MACDONALD'S DRUMME...