2012, ISBN: 1236376676

[EAN: 9781236376671], Neubuch, [PU: Not Avail, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. P… More...

[EAN: 9781236376671], Neubuch, [PU: Not Avail, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 Excerpt: .Hart. I will go fetch the crucifix again. They hang about him in terror and prevent him from moving. Bridget Bruin. The enchanted flowers will kill us if you go. They turn the flowers to little twisted flames. Shawn Bruin. The little twisted flames burn up the heart. The Child. I hear them crying, Newly-married bride, Come to the woods and waters and pale lights. Maire Bruin. I will go with you. Father Hart. She is lost, alas! The Child standing by the door. But clinging mortal hope must fall from you For we who ride the winds, run on the waves, And dance upon the mountains, are more light Than dewdrops on the banners of the dawn. Maire Bruin. O take me with you. shawn Bruin goes over to her. Shawn Bruin. Beloved, do not leave me I Remember when I met you by the well And took your hand in mine and spoke of love. Dear face! Dear voice! The Child. Come, newly-married bride! Maire Bruin. I always loved her world--and yet--and yet--Sinks into his arms. The Child from the door. White bird, white bird, come with me, little bird. Maire Bruin. She calls to me! The Child. Come with me, little bird! Maire Bruin. I can hear songs and dancing! Shawn Bruin. Stay with me! Maire Bruin. I think that I would stay--and yet--and yet--The Child. Come, little bird with crest of gold! And yet--The Child. Come, little bird with silver feet! maire dies, and the child goes. Shawn Bruin. She is dead! Bridget Bruin. Come from that image: body and soul are gone, You have thrown your arms about a drift of leaves Or bole of an ash-tree changed into her image. Father Hart. Thus do the spirits of evil snatch their prey Almost out of the very hand of God; And day by day their power is more and more, And men and women leave old paths, for pride Comes knocking with thin knuckles .<

2012, ISBN: 1236376676

[EAN: 9781236376671], Neubuch, [PU: Not Avail, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Pu… More...

[EAN: 9781236376671], Neubuch, [PU: Not Avail, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 Excerpt: .Hart. I will go fetch the crucifix again. They hang about him in terror and prevent him from moving. Bridget Bruin. The enchanted flowers will kill us if you go. They turn the flowers to little twisted flames. Shawn Bruin. The little twisted flames burn up the heart. The Child. I hear them crying, Newly-married bride, Come to the woods and waters and pale lights. Maire Bruin. I will go with you. Father Hart. She is lost, alas! The Child standing by the door. But clinging mortal hope must fall from you For we who ride the winds, run on the waves, And dance upon the mountains, are more light Than dewdrops on the banners of the dawn. Maire Bruin. O take me with you. shawn Bruin goes over to her. Shawn Bruin. Beloved, do not leave me I Remember when I met you by the well And took your hand in mine and spoke of love. Dear face! Dear voice! The Child. Come, newly-married bride! Maire Bruin. I always loved her world--and yet--and yet--Sinks into his arms. The Child from the door. White bird, white bird, come with me, little bird. Maire Bruin. She calls to me! The Child. Come with me, little bird! Maire Bruin. I can hear songs and dancing! Shawn Bruin. Stay with me! Maire Bruin. I think that I would stay--and yet--and yet--The Child. Come, little bird with crest of gold! And yet--The Child. Come, little bird with silver feet! maire dies, and the child goes. Shawn Bruin. She is dead! Bridget Bruin. Come from that image: body and soul are gone, You have thrown your arms about a drift of leaves Or bole of an ash-tree changed into her image. Father Hart. Thus do the spirits of evil snatch their prey Almost out of the very hand of God; And day by day their power is more and more, And men and women leave old paths, for pride Comes knocking with thin knuckles .<

2012, ISBN: 9781236376671

Lightning Source UK Ltd, Taschenbuch, 66 Seiten, Publiziert: 2012-05-21T00:00:01Z, Produktgruppe: Book, 0.3 kg, Kategorien, Bücher, Genres, Fremdsprachige Bücher, Lightning Source UK Ltd,… More...

Lightning Source UK Ltd, Taschenbuch, 66 Seiten, Publiziert: 2012-05-21T00:00:01Z, Produktgruppe: Book, 0.3 kg, Kategorien, Bücher, Genres, Fremdsprachige Bücher, Lightning Source UK Ltd, 2012<