< Page:Poems (IA poemstennalfr00tennrich).pdf
And from within me a clear undertone
At length I saw a lady within call,
Her loveliness with shame and with surprise
"I had great beauty: ask thou not my name:
This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN.
129
xxvii.
Thrilled thro' mine ears in that unblissful clime:
"Pass freely thro'! the wood is all thine own,
Until the end of time."
xxviii.
Stiller than chiselled marble standing there,
A daughter of the gods, divinely tall,
And most divinely fair.
xxix.
Froze my swift speech: she turning on my face
The starlike sorrows of immortal eyes,
Spoke slowly in her place.
xxx.
No one can be more wise than destiny.
Many drew swords and died. Where'er I came
I brought calamity."
This article is issued from Wikisource. The text is licensed under Creative Commons - Attribution - Sharealike. Additional terms may apply for the media files.