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56 GRIEF.
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V.—GRIEF.
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An ancient enemy have I, And either he o...
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.+. " Oh Doricles ! Your Praises Are Too...
to have been done about nine o ' clock , and the church -was entered froma window overlooking a patch of waste ground beside the canal
, —a spot of -which I still have a sketch in my possession . The keys bwhich they unlocked the presses were found in the corridor close
by y ; and a locksmith living somewhere in the suburbs of the town testified to having innocently manufactured them from some wax
impressions intrusted to him hy two holy pilgrims , one of whom was lameand the other blind of an eye . From the description
, which I was enabled to give of both these individuals , it was conjectured that they were two brothers of the name of Carpeaux ,
natives of H _& vre , who had been more than once convicted of petty misdemeanours , and were supposed of late years to be connected
with the coast-smuggling of France and Holland . Whether they prospered on their sacrilegious gains , time and chance can alone
determine . For my part , I expect that they will come to the galleys some day , and that we shall then hear more about them .
In the mean time , suffer me , O Beader , to whisper a word of advice at parting . If thou art at home , by all means stay there .
It is the safest and happiest place in the world , depend on it . But dobelieve in
if , like me , thou hast the Continental mania , do as I — Mr . Murray—never try to find out anything for yourself—and avoid
Bradshaw the Betrayer !
56 Grief.
56 GRIEF .
V.—Grief.
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An Ancient Enemy Have I, And Either He O...
An ancient enemy have I , And either he or I must die ;
For he never leaveth me , Never gives my soul relief , Never lets my sorrow cease ,
Never gives my spirit peace , — For mine enemy is Grief J Pale he isand sad and stern ;
, And where ' er he cometh nigh , Blue and dim the torches "burn , Pale and shrunk the roses turn ;
While my heart that he has pierced Many a time with fiery lance Beats and trembles at his glance :
Clad in burning steel is he , All my strength he can defy ; For he never leaveth
me—And one of us must die !
I have said , " Let ancient sages Charm me from my thoughts of
pain ! " So I read their deepest pages , And I strove to think—in vain !
Wisdom ' s cold calm words I tried , But he was seated by my side : — Learning I have won in vain ;
She cannot rid me of my pain . When at last soft sleep comes
o ' er me , A cold hand is on my heart ;
Stern sad eyes are there before me , Not in dreams will he depart :
And when the same dreary vision From my weary "brain has fled , Daylight brings the living phantom , .
He is seated by my bed .,
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), March 1, 1858, page 56, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01031858/page/56/
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