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58 NOTICES OF BOOKS.
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Poems: By Jean Ingelow. London—Longman A...
" I looked Came riding without down , and with lo I my mig sonne ht and main ,
He Till raised all the a shout welkin as he rang drew again on , , ' Elizabeth ! Elizabeth !'
( A sweeter woman ne ' er drew breath Than my sonne ' s wife Elizabeth ) . " ' The old spa-wall ( he cried ) is down ,
And The boats rising adrift tide in comes yonder on tbwn apace , Go sailing uppe the market place /
1 God shooke save you as , one moth that er ! looks ' strai on ght death he saith : ; * Where is my wife , Elizabeth V '
" ' Good With sonne her , two where bairns Lindis I marked winds away her long , ;
And ere yon bells began to play , Afar I heard her milking song . ' To He ri looked htto across left— the ' Ho grassy Enderb sea , !'
They g rang , * The Brides , of Enderb y y . ' " With that he cried and beat his breast ,
A For mighty lo ! eygre along reared the river his ' s crest bed , And the Lindis raging sped , .
It swept up with thunderous noises loud ; Shaped Or like a like demon a curling in a shroud snow-whit . e cloud ,
" And Shook rearing all her Lindis trembling backward banks pressed amaine ,
Then madly at the eygre ' s breast , Flung up her weltering walls againe ;
Then Then beaten bankes foam came flew down round with about ruin and rout , Then all the mighty floods were out , .
" So The _farre heart , so fast had the hardl eygre time drave to , beat y
Before a shallow seething wave , Sobbed in the at feet
grasses our : The Before feet it had brake hardl against y time the to knee flee , , *
And all the world was in the sea . " Upon the roofe we sate that night ,
I m The arked noise the of lofty bells beacon went sweep light ing- bye / Stream from the church tower red
andJhigh—That And A lurid aws in mark the ome dark , bells and rang they dread i Enderby were to see to ; me . ,
" They From rang roof the to sailor roof who lads fearl to guide ess rowed , ;
And And I— yet my the sonne rudd was y beacon at my glowed side , :
58 Notices Of Books.
58 NOTICES OF BOOKS .
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Sept. 1, 1863, page 58, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01091863/page/58/
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