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Throughout the country for many a mile	A
There is not a nobler statelier pile	A
Than ivy crowned Rathmore Hall	B
And the giant oaks that shadow the wold	C
Though hollowed by time are not as old	C
As its Norman turrets tall	B
	-
Let us follow that stream of sunset red	D
Crimsoning the portal overhead	D
Stealing through curtaining lace	E
Where sits in a spacious and lofty room	F
Full of gems of art exotics in bloom	F
The Lady of the place	E
	-
If Rathmore Hall is with praises named	G
Not less is its queen like mistress famed	G
For wondrous beauty and grace	E
And as she reclines there calmly now	H
The sunset flush on her ivory brow	H
We marvel at form and face	E
	-
Wondrously perfect peerlessly fair	I
Are the mouth and the eyes and luxuriant hair	I
As lily she s graceful and fall	B
Not florid full is that lady fair	I
But pale and high bred with just the air	I
That is suited to Rathmore Hall	B
	-
Health youth and loveliness on her smile	A
Her abode that noble and ancient pile	A
She surely must happy be	J
With each wish fulfilled that wealth can fulfil	A
For as if by magic is wrought her will	A
A moment wait we shall see	J
	-
At length she moves and heavily sighs	K
While wearily rest her violet eyes	K
On her jewels richly wrought	L
Shuddering she turns away her gaze	M
From flashing diamond and ruby s blaze	M
As she whispers Too dearly bought	N
	-
Then slowly rising the casement nears	O
And looking abroad through a mist of tears	P
Sighs Yes I have earned it all	A
Crushed a manly heart that too truly loved	Q
False to my vows and to honor proved	R
To be Lady of Rathmore Hall	A
	-
What are now its broad rich acres to me	J
Stretching out as far as my gaze can see	J
With loathing I turn from the scene	S
My womanhood wasting in wild regret	T
O er a past that I would but cannot forget	T
O er a life that might have been	U
	-
Oh for the humble dear home of my youth	V
Its loving warm hearts its unsullied truth	V
Its freedom from fashion s thrall	A
And the blameless hopes the bliss that was mine	W
Ere awoke in my heart a wish to shine	W
As Lady of Rathmore Hall	A
	-
She stops for lo in the chamber still	A
Loud barking of hounds and harsh accents fill	A
The quiet and dreamy air	I
Swearing at menials with lowering brow	H
Earl Rathmore entering her presence now	H
Turns on her an angry stare	I
	-
A shudder runs through her what does it tell	A
A look in her eyes that not there should dwell	A
She hates him his wedded wife	X
Surely angels grieve in their bliss above	Y
To see where there should be perfect love	Y
Disunion unholy strife	X
	-
With an oath he mutters Still moping eh	Z
From hour to hour and day to day	A2
Not for this from thy lowly state	B2
Enticed by the beauty I m weary of now	H
And smiles that have fled from thy sullen brow	H
I made thee a Rathmore s mate	B2
	-
With no word from her lips she to him replies	K
But the shadow deepens within her eyes	K
And she smiles in cold disdain	C2
Yet her snowy eyelids haughty droop	D2
And the calm that disdains to his will to stoop	D2
Mask an aching heart and brain	C2
	-
With a muttered curse in still harsher tone	E2
He passes out and thus leaves her alone	E2
In her rich and gilded gloom	F
Ah no wretched wife through the whole broad land	F2
Is as weary of life as that lady grand	F2
As she sits in that splendid room	F
	-
If a daughter s soft arms should ever twine	W
Lady Rathmore round that white neck of thine	W
Teach her not to barter all	A
The guileless love of her innocent youth	V
Her premised vows and maidenly truth	V
For another Rathmore Hall	A

Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

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