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The Novels and Romances of Edward Bulwer Lytton (Lord Lytton). (Volume 30)

The Novels and Romances of Edward Bulwer Lytton (Lord Lytton). (Volume 30)

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ISBN10: 1153879255
ISBN13: 9781153879255
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 346
Weight: 1.12
Height: 0.77 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898. Excerpt: ... BOOK XII. THE BATTLE OF HASTINGS. CHAPTER I. In the heart of the forest-land in which Hilda's abode was situated, a gloomy pool reflected upon its stagnant waters the still shadows of the autumnal foliage. As is common in ancient forests in the neighborhood of men's wants, the trees were dwarfed in height by repeated loppings, and the boughs sprang from the hollow, gnarled boles of pollard oaks and beeches; the trunks, vast in girth, and covered with mosses and whitening canker-stains or wreaths of ivy, spoke of the most remote antiquity; but the boughs which their lingering and mutilated life put forth, were either thin and feeble with innumerable branchlets, or were centred on some solitary, distorted limb which the woodman's axe had spared. The trees thus assumed all manner of crooked, deformed, fantastic shapes: all betokening age, and all decay; all, in despite of the noiseless solitude around, proclaiming the waste and ravages of man. The time was that of the first watches of night, when the autumnal moon was brightest and broadest. You might see, on the opposite side of the pool, the antlers of the deer every now and then moving restlessly above the fern in which they had made their couch, and, through the nearer glades, the hares and conies stealing forth to sport or to feed; or the bat, wheeling low, in chase of the forest moth. From the thickest part of the copse came a slow, human foot, and Hilda, emerging, paused by the waters of the pool. That serene and stony calm habitual to her features was gone; sorrow and passion had seized the soul of the Vala, in the midst of its fancied security from the troubles it presumed to foresee for others. The lines of the face were deep and careworn, --age had come on with rapid strides, --and the light of the ...

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