The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Maid of Redcnfayn I ?!J! If! ?! ?! ?! ?!?!?l I ?!?! I I ?! ?! I ?! ?! I ?! I ?l. Each vale-born flower seemed brightened by her smile, The sleeping lake was placid like her brow, The evening star had eye and face like hers, The fragrant zephyr from balsamic firs A tale of love and her did seem to breathe, The billowy music of the storm-swept sea Was eloquent of her, and fraught with ecstasy. The lightnings vivid flash, so sudden near, And instant with the thunders crashing roar, To him were j
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Maid of Redcnfayn I ?!J! If! ?! ?! ?! ?!?!?l I ?!?! I I ?! ?! I ?! ?! I ?! I ?l. Each vale-born flower seemed brightened by her smile, The sleeping lake was placid like her brow, The evening star had eye and face like hers, The fragrant zephyr from balsamic firs A tale of love and her did seem to breathe, The billowy music of the storm-swept sea Was eloquent of her, and fraught with ecstasy. The lightnings vivid flash, so sudden near, And instant with the thunders crashing roar, To him were joys, for then near to his heart. For safetys sake, she gently snuggling seemed; And proud he felt of such sweet guardianship. Near-growing trees, whose loving arms were wrapped In fond embrace around each others forms, Their foliage, flowers and fragrance intermixed, Waving in unison their many boughs. And making music like ^olian harps, Swept by the viewless fingers of the breeze,—? Told of unselfish love and wedded bliss. Night, loved by few whose deeds are bright and true, By him was loved as his most sacred hour. Then wandered he in that mysterious realm Which marks th
Size: 2262px × 1105px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1900, bookdecade1900, bookidmaidofredenf, bookyear1908
