Ægle and the elf, a fantasyToland, M. B. M. (Mary Bertha McKenzie)
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Ægle and the elf, a fantasy
Toland, M. B. M. (Mary Bertha McKenzie)
Fantasy poetry
[Illustration: ÆGLE AND THE ELF]
[Illustration: J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY
STEREOTYPERS AND PRINTERS]
[Illustration]
ÆGLE AND THE ELF.
A FANTASY.
BY
M. B. M. TOLAND,
AUTHOR OF “SIR RAE,” “IRIS,” “ONTI ORA,” “THE INCA PRINCESS,” ETC.
ILLUSTRATED
WITH PHOTOGRAVURES OF ORIGINAL DRAWINGS BY EMINENT ARTISTS.
PHILADELPHIA:
J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY.
LONDON: 10 HENRIETTA STREET, COVENT GARDEN.
1887.
COPYRIGHT, 1886, BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY.
[Illustration: DESIGNS.]
[Illustration: LIST OF DRAWINGS]
THE NYMPH’S CAVERNED CELL _Frontispiece._
_Modelled by Theodor Baur._
THE MOONBEAMS WERE LIGHTING THE WATERY WAY PAGE 13
_Drawn by Wm. St. John Harper._
THE LOVELY YOUNG NAIADS WERE SWAYING THE TREE 17
_Drawn by H. Siddons Mowbray._
WHEN LO! A FAIR VISION AROSE ON THE TIDE 21
_Drawn by F. S. Church._
SURPRISING A YOUNG WOODLAND ELF 25
_Drawn by F. S. Church._
ON A TREE-TOP HE SAT, WITH A QUIZZICAL FACE 29
_Drawn by W. Hamilton Gibson._
SEEMED WAVING HER FORM FROM HIS SIGHT 33
_Drawn by Wm. St. John Harper._
THREE LOVELY YOUNG NAIADS AROSE ON THE TIDE 37
_Drawn by S. W. Van Schaick._
HE BLINDLY PLUNGED INTO THE TIDE 41
_Drawn by H. Siddons Mowbray._
THE NAIADS HAD VANISHED LIKE FLASHES OF LIGHT 45
_Drawn by Jessie Shepherd._
“YOUNG ELFIN, THYSELF IN THY ELEMENT KEEP!” 49
_Drawn by Jessie Shepherd._
ALL DRIPPING AND SKIPPING HE O’ER THE BANK SPED 53
_Drawn by W. Hamilton Gibson._
I SUDDENLY WOKE FROM MY NAP BY THE STREAM 57
_Drawn by Wm. St. John Harper._
DECORATIVE DESIGNS.
_Drawn by René T. Quelin._
[Illustration: ÆGLE
The moonbeams were lighting the watery way,
That rimpled
And dimpled,—
The Nymphs were at play;
]
[Illustration]
[Illustration:
’Neath willows whose branches were kissing the stream
So lightly
And brightly,
It almost would seem
The lovely young Naiads were swaying the tree,
To lash it
And dash it,
In frolicking glee.
]
[Illustration]
[Illustration:
I rested my oars on my frail little boat,
Still gliding,
Dividing
The cresses afloat.
When lo! a fair vision arose on the tide;
A maiden
All laden
With lilies to hide
]
[Illustration]
[Illustration:
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