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Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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met me on a day, And Love was weeping : Why weep, sweet Love ? I said ; He drooped his golden head, Saying : For loves decay, For hearts that are cold and dead, 111 worth the keeping. But while he spoke I spied A wicked arrow peeping From the quiver at his side, And when I stooped to kiss him, Before I could caress him, He seized the tiny dart. And threw it at my heart; Then, like a lark in May, Fluttered and flew away. II-Love met us on a day.And Love was gay : Well met, sweet Love, we said—•He tossed his golden headLike a little child in play :He said, O happy day !For not all hearts are dead.Not all are old and cold;Smart cancels smartWhen heart to heartMy silver chains enfold. I wept, he said, for loves not true ;I smile, he said, for you and you —Then lisping out some tender word.And looking up and laughing low.He snatched the bowstring from his bow,And bound us with the silver cord ;Nor ever shall the sad fates severThe twain that Love made one for ever. George CoiTERELr:,
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THE ARGOSY. AUGUST, iSSp. THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. -BY DARLEY DALE, AUTHOR OF FAIR KATHERINE. ►i— CHAPTER XXII. THE archdeacons SILK STOCKINGS. A CRY of terror broke from Veras assailant when he saw a hugemastiff flying straight at him. He let go the bridle, andinstinctively stooped and picked up a stone as the only means ofdefence that occurred to him; but he felt his chances of escapewere small. Another few seconds and the dogs teeth would be inhis throat. Vera was as terrified as the man, for she knew Lionwould make short work, of him; and she was by no means sure ofbeing able to control the dog when he saw she was being molestedby a tramp. She turned Firefly towards him, putting herself andthe mare between the dog and the man, exclaiming: Down, Lion; down, sir; good dog. Lion most reluctantly obeyed, and crouched down on his haunches,growling fiercely and glaring at his prey, longing for his mistress togive him permission to seize it. Now, one word from me and my dog would seiz

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