The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . estern world which Eric found While wandering far in his Varangian sloop. So black-faced Night, and her Cimmerian hordes, Filled land, and sea, and sky, with blinding fogs. Which unto many sorrows brought, and tears. The island Redenfayn, wrapped in Nights folds Like a weird region looked where ghosts might stray. And specters make their haunts, compassed about By shadows thick, and billows moaning low. The boding hoots of lonely owls, the croaks Of imp-like ravens flitting through the dark. The
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . estern world which Eric found While wandering far in his Varangian sloop. So black-faced Night, and her Cimmerian hordes, Filled land, and sea, and sky, with blinding fogs. Which unto many sorrows brought, and tears. The island Redenfayn, wrapped in Nights folds Like a weird region looked where ghosts might stray. And specters make their haunts, compassed about By shadows thick, and billows moaning low. The boding hoots of lonely owls, the croaks Of imp-like ravens flitting through the dark. The wailings of a sad sea-lioness Whod lost her mate, floated wide in the air. Like the despairing cries of souls forever lost. Oh, Redenfayn, that night how black to you ! That night — the darkest, longest eer theyd know — In agony the Maid and Youth did spend. Each minute marked with tears, and sighs, and groans. How well with woe is darkness in accord ! How well does night with sorrow sympathize! For night and darkness fill all souls that grieve. That curse of Willowdale its wrath did
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