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A Poem,
Then up * the moon came inarching . And quiver fiUed with sM ^ To guard theJhalls of night , Thejh the shadows ill the city
Grew pbantoni-like and dim , Whilst down Me great cathedral ' s aisle Faini g ^ Where the painted gothic windows Drank up the sunset light , Andihus it was in Heidelberg
Came down the holymghtf In yonder moss-grown . cas'tle ^^ Thatstande ^ Like a knight of ancient hiBraldry Gigantic , turned to stone , To guard the swelling bosom
Of the sunset hlushing Rhine-There sat four German stud And they drank the ruby wine ; Adown their heayds it trickled In gems of glittering pride---For'they drank a flowing bumper To their loves and to the bride They each had sworn to honour
Till the sands of life were gone , The angel of the Temple-gate , The memory of St . John ; And then up sp & ke the eldest , . And a student great was he , For his mind was stored with learning As with jewels is the sea ; He could tell a goodly story ,
And he had as great a heart As Heidelberg and Swabia ' s Fair cities are apart ;—"My brothers ! " quoth the student , " The day is almost gone That we have kept with festive rites , 0 To honour good St . John ; The sun , in all its glorious path , Knows scarce a land on earth
That does not celebrate the time That gave our patron birth ; But I have read a strange legend , All in a little book , With silver clasps and vellum leaves , And yellow , time-worn look ; The author ' s name has passed away , The book remaineth here ,
Brought by an ancient pilgrim ' s hand Away from far Judea ; Once on a time , I heard , 'twas found ; When the great war began , By a rude soldier , in a tomb , Beside a skeleton :
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
A Poem,
Then up * the moon came inarching . And quiver fiUed with sM ^ To guard theJhalls of night , Thejh the shadows ill the city
Grew pbantoni-like and dim , Whilst down Me great cathedral ' s aisle Faini g ^ Where the painted gothic windows Drank up the sunset light , Andihus it was in Heidelberg
Came down the holymghtf In yonder moss-grown . cas'tle ^^ Thatstande ^ Like a knight of ancient hiBraldry Gigantic , turned to stone , To guard the swelling bosom
Of the sunset hlushing Rhine-There sat four German stud And they drank the ruby wine ; Adown their heayds it trickled In gems of glittering pride---For'they drank a flowing bumper To their loves and to the bride They each had sworn to honour
Till the sands of life were gone , The angel of the Temple-gate , The memory of St . John ; And then up sp & ke the eldest , . And a student great was he , For his mind was stored with learning As with jewels is the sea ; He could tell a goodly story ,
And he had as great a heart As Heidelberg and Swabia ' s Fair cities are apart ;—"My brothers ! " quoth the student , " The day is almost gone That we have kept with festive rites , 0 To honour good St . John ; The sun , in all its glorious path , Knows scarce a land on earth
That does not celebrate the time That gave our patron birth ; But I have read a strange legend , All in a little book , With silver clasps and vellum leaves , And yellow , time-worn look ; The author ' s name has passed away , The book remaineth here ,
Brought by an ancient pilgrim ' s hand Away from far Judea ; Once on a time , I heard , 'twas found ; When the great war began , By a rude soldier , in a tomb , Beside a skeleton :