And solemn steps, with incense filled the place.

 Next night, while weary warders timely slept, And snow fell thickly round, Rowena fled; Nor stayed till she had peace and safety found, Where good St. Hilda's lights her footsteps led. Meanwhile the kindly snow her dreaded secret kept. 

Next night, while weary warders timely slept,

And snow fell thickly round,

Rowena fled;

Nor stayed till she had peace and safety found,

Where good St. Hilda's lights her footsteps led.

 

 

 St. Hilda's Keep. 

 

 

 Nigh Unto Death. 

 The lady mother passed the live-long night Beside her bed whom sleep Deserted long. Delirium seized her, when she'd leap And clutch, as if she'd rend the bars so strong Which girt the windows round, and cry "More light!" 

The lady mother passed the live-long night

Beside her bed whom sleep

Deserted long.

Delirium seized her, when she'd leap

And clutch, as if she'd rend the bars so strong

 She wanted not more light herself, but he, Her knight, so true and brave, Filled all her soul. She thought she saw him drown yet none to save Him, bent an oar. Her brain burnt like a coal. She cried: "O let me go and plunge in yon dark sea!" 

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