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Porter, Jane, 1776-1850

"The Scottish Chiefs"


"Yes," added he, "a little while, and my virgin bride shall give me her
dear embrace in heaven; angels will participate our joy, and my
Marion's grateful spirit join the blest communion! She died to
preserve my life; you suffered a living death to maintain my honor!
Can I then divide ye, noblest of created beings, in my soul! Take,
then, my heart's kiss, dear Helen, thy Wallace's last earthly kiss!"
She bent toward him, and fixed her lips to his. It was the first time
they had met; his parting words still hung on them, and an icy cold ran
through all her veins. She felt his heart beat heavily against hers,
as he said:
"I have not many hours to be with thee, and yet a strange lethargy
overpowers my senses; but I shall speak to thee again!"
He looked on her as he spoke, with such a glance of holy love, that not
doubting he was now bidding her, indeed, his last farewell, that he was
to pass from this sleep out of the power of man, she pressed his hand
without a word, and as he dropped his head back upon his straw pillow,
with an awed spirit she saw him sink to profound repose.

Chapter LXXXIV.
Tower Hill.

Long and silently had she watched his rest.


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