. Book of the Royal blue . nd across The rivers rolling main. For in her woodland home that day The light no longer made her heart an empire with A lover on its light had with the lover fled, And she in darkness stoodUpon that unresponsive crag And sighed in solitude. In other years a maiden stood, Whose soul was white, though redAs natures copper was her face; And on her royal head—liowed underneath a broken heart— Her tresses placed a crownAs regal as the deer-skin web That made her wedding gown. Her weary eyes sought everj point; She called, but none replied;Then with

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. Book of the Royal blue . nd across The rivers rolling main. For in her woodland home that day The light no longer made her heart an empire with A lover on its light had with the lover fled, And she in darkness stoodUpon that unresponsive crag And sighed in solitude. In other years a maiden stood, Whose soul was white, though redAs natures copper was her face; And on her royal head—liowed underneath a broken heart— Her tresses placed a crownAs regal as the deer-skin web That made her wedding gown. Her weary eyes sought everj point; She called, but none replied;Then with a little moan of pain She leaped out toward the ! down, she fluttered like a leaf, Or spirit, and the deepAnd kindly waters gently soothed The broken heart to sleep. In later years an old cliief stood Remorseful on that stone;Bowed down by age and grief and shame, He faced himself looking up, as she had looked, He plunged—and down the steepA wraith came forth to meet its mate Pelow the Lovers

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