Excerpt from The Eve of the Conquest: And Other Poems So Ina thro' the tangled thickets ran, Much carping at the absence of the Moon, And doubting in the darkness lest his speed Thro' misdirection should induce delay. But soon he reached the Convent in the groves Of Penshurst, now the shield of Harold's house, Long after to be otherwise renowned. Sleeps she, the Lady Edith? No, they said. Nor will she be persuaded she is now At Nocturns in the chapel. Thither he But ere his entrance had the service ceased. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.