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THE PRINCESS;
A fragrant flame rose, and before us glow'd
Fruit, viand, blossom, and amber wine and gold.
Fruit, viand, blossom, and amber wine and gold.
Then she ‘Let some one sing to us: lightlier move
The minutes fledged with music:’ and a maid,
Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang.
The minutes fledged with music:’ and a maid,
Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang.
"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
"Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
“Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns
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