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Ballads of Bravery
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Table of Contents
Curfew must not ring To-night .
The Glove and the Lions.
A Young Hero.
The Beggar Maid.
Bunker Hill.
Fastening the Buckle.
Hervé Riel.
The Battle of Lexington.
The Brave at Home.
Kane: died February 16, 1857.
The Life-Boat.
The Red Jacket.
Othello’s Story of his Life.
The Blacksmith of Ragenbach.
Marmion and Douglas.
The Loss of the Hornet.
Man the Life-boat.
Sir Galahad.
King Canute and his Nobles.
Outward Bound.
The Brides of Venice.
The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers.
The Days of Chivalry.
The Song of the Camp.
The Recantation of Galileo.
Belshazzar.
Liberty.
The Fishermen.
Excelsior.
The Soldier.
John Maynard.
Excalibur.
The Death of Arthur.
A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.
The Leap of Curtius.
The Ride from Ghent to Aix.
A Yarn.
"
Curfew must not ring To-night
."
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Ballads of Bravery.E
ENGLAND’S sun, bright setting o’er the hills so far away, Filled the land with misty beauty at the close of one sad day; And the last rays kissed the forehead of a man and maiden fair,— He with step so slow and weary; she with sunny, floating hair; He with bowed head, sad and thoughtful; she, with lips so cold and white, Struggled to keep back the murmur, Curfew must not ring to-night.
Sexton,
Bessie’s white lips faltered, pointing to the prison old, With its walls so tall and gloomy, walls so dark and damp and cold,— I’ve a lover in that prison, doomed this very night to die At the ringing of the curfew; and no earthly help is nigh. Cromwell will not come till sunset,
and her face grew strangely white, As she spoke in husky whispers, Curfew must not ring to-night.
Bessie,
calmly spoke the sexton (every word pierced her young heart Like a thousand gleaming arrows, like a deadly poisoned dart), Long, long years I’ve rung the curfew from that gloomy, shadowed tower; Every evening, just at sunset, it has told the twilight hour. I have done my duty ever, tried to do it just and right: Now I’m old, I will not miss it. Girl, the curfew rings to-night!
Wild her eyes and pale her features, stern and white her thoughtful brow; And within her heart’s deep centre Bessie made a solemn vow. She had listened while the judges read, without a tear or sigh,— "At the ringing of the curfew Basil Underwood must die. And her breath came fast and faster, and her eyes grew large and bright; One low murmur, scarcely spoken,
Curfew must not ring to-night!"
She with light step bounded forward, sprang within the old church-door, Left the old man coming slowly, paths he’d trod so oft before. Not one moment paused the maiden, but, with cheek and brow aglow, Staggered up the gloomy tower, where the bell swung to and fro; Then she climbed the slimy ladder, dark, without one ray of light, Upward still, her pale lips saying, "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
She has reached the topmost ladder; o’er her hangs the great, dark bell, And the awful gloom beneath her, like the pathway down to hell. See! the ponderous tongue is swinging; ’tis the hour of curfew now, And the sight has chilled her bosom, stopped her breath, and paled her brow. Shall she let it ring? No, never! Her eyes flash with sudden light, As she springs, and grasps it firmly: "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
Out she swung,—far out. The city seemed a tiny speck below,— There ’twixt heaven and earth suspended, as the bell swung to and fro; And the half-deaf sexton ringing (years he had not heard the bell), And he thought the twilight curfew rang young Basil’s funeral knell. Still the maiden, clinging firmly, cheek and brow so pale and white, Stilled her frightened heart’s wild beating: Curfew shall not ring to-night!
It was o’er, the bell ceased swaying; and the maiden stepped once more Firmly on the damp old ladder, where, for hundred years before, Human foot had not been planted; and what she this night had done Should be told long ages after. As the rays of setting sun Light the sky with mellow beauty, aged sires, with heads of white, Tell the children why the curfew