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Come for the sun yet hangs above the bay	A
And whilst our time may brook a brief delay	A
With other thoughts and haply with a tear	B
An old man's tale of sorrow thou shalt hear	C
I wished not to reveal it thoughts that dwell	D
Deep in the lonely bosom's inmost cell	D
Unnoticed and unknown too painful wake	E
And like a tempest the dark spirit shake	E
When starting from our slumberous apathy	F
We gaze upon the scenes of days gone by	G
Yet if a moment's irritating flush	H
Darkens thy cheek as thoughts conflicting rush	H
When I disclose my hidden griefs the tale	I
May more than wisdom or reproof prevail	I
Oh may it teach thee till all trials cease	J
To hold thy course though sorrowing yet in peace	J
Still looking up to Him the soul's best stay	A
Who Faith and Hope shall crown when worlds are swept away	A
Where fair Seville's Morisco turrets gleam	K
On Guadilquiver's gently stealing stream	K
Whose silent waters seaward as they glide	L
Reflect the wild rose thickets on its side	L
My youth was passed Oh days for ever gone	M
How touched with Heaven's own light your mornings shone	N
Even now when lonely and forlorn I bend	O
My weary journey hastening to its end	O
A drooping exile on a distant shore	P
I mourn the hours of youth that are no more	P
The tender thought amid my prayers has part	Q
And steals at times from Heaven my aged heart	Q
Forgive the cause O God forgive the tear	B
That flows even now o'er Leonora's bier	C
For 'midst the innocent and lovely none	R
More beautiful than Leonora shone	N
As by her widowed mother's side she knelt	S
A sad and sacred sympathy I felt	S
At Easter tide when the high mass was sung	T
And fuming high the silver censer swung	T
When rich hued windows from the arches' height	U
Poured o'er the shrines a soft and yellow light	U
From aisle to aisle amid the service clear	V
When 'Adoremus' swelled upon the ear	C
Such as to Heaven thy rapt attention drew	W
First in the Christian churches of Peru	W
She seemed methought some spirit of the sky	G
Descending to that holy harmony	F
But wherefore tell when life and hope were new	W
How by degrees the soul's first passion grew	W
I loved her and I won her virgin heart	Q
But fortune whispered we a while must part	Q
The minster tolled the middle hour of night	U
When waked to agony and wild affright	U
I heard those words words of appalling dread	U
'The Holy Inquisition ' from the bed	U
I started snatched my dagger and my cloak	X
Who dare accuse me none in answer spoke	X
The demons seized in silence on their prey	A
And tore me from my dreams of bliss away	A
How frightful was their silence and their shade	U
In torch light as their victim they conveyed	U
By dark inscribed and massy windowed walls	Y
Through the dim twilight of terrific halls	Y
For thou hast heard me speak of that foul stain	Z
Of pure religion and the rights of Spain	Z
Whilst the high windows shook to night's cold blast	U
And echoed to the foot fall as we passed	U
They left me faint and breathless with affright	U
In a cold cell to solitude and night	U
Oh think what horror through the heart must thrill	A2
When the last bolt was barred and all at once was still	A2
Nor day nor night was here but a deep gloom	B2
Sadder than darkness wrapped the living tomb	B2
Some bread and water nature to sustain	Z
Duly was brought when eve returned again	C2
And thus I knew hoping it were the last	U
Another day of lingering life was passed	U
Five years immured in that deep den of night	U
I never saw the sweet sun's blessed light	U
Once as the grate with sullen sound was barred	U
And to the bolts the inmost cavern jarred	U
Methought I heard as clanged the iron door	P
A dull and hollow echo from the floor	P
I stamped the vault and winding caves around	U
Returned a long and melancholy sound	U
With patient toil I raised a massy stone	N
And looked into a depth of shade unknown	N
The murky twilight of the lurid place	D2
Helped me at length a secret way to trace	D2
I entered step by step explored the road	U
In darkness from my desolate abode	U
Till winding through long passages of night	U
I saw at distance a dim streak of light	U
It was the sun the bright the blessed beam	K
Of day I knelt I wept the glittering stream	K
Rolled on beneath me as I left the cave	E2
Concealed in woods above the winding wave	E2
I rested on a verdant bank a while	F2
I saw around the summer landscape smile	F2
I gained a peasant's hut nor dared to leave	G2
Till with slow step advanced the glimmering eve	G2
Remembering still affection's fondest hours	H2
I turned my footsteps to the city towers	H2
In pilgrim's dress I traced the streets unknown	N
No light in Leonora's lattice shone	N
The morning came the busy tumult swells	I2
Knolling to church I heard the minster bells	I2
Involuntary to that scene I strayed	U
Disguised where first I saw my faithful maid	U
I saw her pallid at the altar stand	U
And yield half shrinking her reluctant hand	U
She turned her head she saw my hollow eyes	J2
And knew me wasted wan in my disguise	J2
She shrieked and fell breathless I left the fane	Z
In agony nor saw her form again	C2
And from that day her voice her look were given	R
Her name her memory to the winds of heaven	R
Far off I bent my melancholy way	A
Heart sick and faint and in this gown of gray	A
From every human eye my sorrows hid	U
Unknown amidst the tumult of Madrid	U
Grief in my heart despair upon my look	K2
With no companion save my beads and book	K2
My morsel with Affliction's sons to share	B
To tend the sick and poor my only care	B
Forgotten thus I lived till day by day	A
Had worn nigh thirteen years of grief away	A
One winter's night when I had closed my cell	D
And bid the labours of the day farewell	D
An aged crone approached with panting breath	L2
And bade me hasten to the house of death	L2
I came With moving lips intent to pray	A
A dying woman on a pallet lay	A
Her lifted hands were wasted to the bone	N
And ghastly on her look the lamp light shone	N
Beside the bed a pious daughter stands	M2
Silent and weeping kisses her pale hands	M2
Feebly she spoke and raised her languid head	U
Forgive forgive they told me he was dead	U
But in the sunshine of that dreadful day	A
That gave me to another's arms away	A
I saw him like a ghost with deadly stare	B
I saw his wasted eye balls' ghastly glare	B
I saw his lips oh hide them God of love	N2
I saw his livid lips half muttering move	O2
To curse the maid forgetful of her vow	P2
Perhaps he lives to curse to curse me now	P2
He lives to bless I cried and drawing nigh	G
Held up the crucifix her heavy eye	G
She raised and scarce pronounced Does he yet live	Q2
Can he his lost his dying child forgive	R2
Will God forgive the Lord who bled will He	F
Ah no there is no mercy left for me	F
Words were but vain and colours all too faint	U
That awful moment of despair to paint	U
She knew me her exhausted breath with pain	Z
Drawing she pressed my hand and spoke again	C2
By a false guardian's cruel wiles deceived	U
The tale of fraudful falsehood I believed	U
And thought thee dead he gave the stern command	U
And bade me take the rich Antonio's hand	U
I knelt implored embraced my guardian's knees	S2
Ruthless inquisitor he held the keys	S2
Of the dark torture house Trembling for life	T2
Yes I became a sad heart broken wife	T2
Yet curse me not of every human care	B
Already my full heart has had its share	B
Abandoned left in youth to want and woe	U2
Oh let these tears that agonising flow	U2
Witness how deep ev'n now my heart is rent	U
Yet one is lovely one is innocent	U
Protect protect and faint in death she smiled	U
When I am dead protect my orphan child	U
The dreadful prison that so long detained	U
My wasting life her dying words explained	U
The wretched priest who wounded me by stealth	V2
Bartered her love her innocence for wealth	V2
I laid her bones in earth the chanted hymn	W2
Echoed along the hollow cloister dim	W2
I heard far off the bell funereal toll	X2
And sorrowing said Now peace be with her soul	X2
Far o'er the Western Ocean I conveyed	U
And Indiana called the orphan maid	U
Beneath my eye she grew and	U

William Lisle Bowles

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