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    How Lisa Loved the King
    How Lisa Loved the King
    How Lisa Loved the King
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    How Lisa Loved the King

    By George Eliot

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    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateJun 1, 2007
    How Lisa Loved the King
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    George Eliot

    George Eliot was the pseudonym for Mary Anne Evans, one of the leading writers of the Victorian era, who published seven major novels and several translations during her career. She started her career as a sub-editor for the left-wing journal The Westminster Review, contributing politically charged essays and reviews before turning her attention to novels. Among Eliot’s best-known works are Adam Bede, The Mill on the Floss, Silas Marner, Middlemarch and Daniel Deronda, in which she explores aspects of human psychology, focusing on the rural outsider and the politics of small-town life. Eliot died in 1880.

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      How Lisa Loved the King, by George Eliot

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      Title: How Lisa Loved the King

      Author: George Eliot

      Release Date: March 13, 2007 [eBook #20813]

      Language: English

      Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII)

      ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HOW LISA LOVED THE KING***

      Transcribed from the 1884 D. Lothrop and Company edition by David Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org

      HOW LISA LOVED THE KING

      by

      GEORGE ELIOT

      author of daniel deronda, middlemarch,

      adam bede, etc., etc

      WITH NEW ILLUSTRATIONS

      from original designs

      BOSTON

      D. LOTHROP AND COMPANY

      franklin and hawley streets

      Copyright by

      D. Lothrop and Company

      1884

      Presswork by Berwick & Smith, 118 Purchase Street, Boston.

      How Lisa loved the King.

      Six hundred years ago, in Dante’s time,

      Before his cheek was furrowed by deep rhyme;

      When Europe, fed afresh from Eastern story,

      Was like a garden tangled with the glory

      Of flowers hand-planted and of flowers air-sown,

      Climbing and trailing, budding and full-blown,

      Where purple bells are tossed amid pink stars,

      And springing blades, green troops in innocent wars,

      Crowd every shady spot of teeming earth,

      Making invisible motion visible birth,—

      Six hundred years ago, Palermo town

      Kept holiday.  A deed of great renown,

      A high revenge, had freed it from the yoke

      Of hated Frenchmen; and from Calpe’s rock

      To where the Bosporus caught the earlier sun,

      ’Twas told that Pedro, King of Aragon,

      Was welcomed master of all Sicily,—

      A royal knight, supreme as kings should be

      In strength and gentleness that make high chivalry.

      Spain was the favorite home of knightly grace,

      Where generous men rode steeds of generous race;

      Both Spanish, yet half Arab; both inspired

      By mutual spirit, that each motion fired

      With beauteous response, like minstrelsy

      Afresh fulfilling fresh expectancy.

      So, when Palermo made high festival,

      The joy of matrons and of maidens all

      Was the mock terror of the tournament,

      Where safety, with the glimpse of danger blent,

      Took exaltation as from epic song,

      Which greatly tells

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