The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . Sweetest of all The last—-and first, Margie, my darling love! Oh, blessed words! my dreams are all fulfilled: His darling I, and he my lover true. Reply she wrote: Legion, my only love: My soul your letter fills zvith joy supreme. With grief Id soon been dead, had it not come — And yet zvill die, if you do linger hug. Your boat for ansxi^cr liaits beside the shore. Oh, do come back to me; come very soon. No more Ive strength, and time and heart to ivrite. Come very soon. To live till you do come
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . Sweetest of all The last—-and first, Margie, my darling love! Oh, blessed words! my dreams are all fulfilled: His darling I, and he my lover true. Reply she wrote: Legion, my only love: My soul your letter fills zvith joy supreme. With grief Id soon been dead, had it not come — And yet zvill die, if you do linger hug. Your boat for ansxi^cr liaits beside the shore. Oh, do come back to me; come very soon. No more Ive strength, and time and heart to ivrite. Come very soon. To live till you do come Ill try my best, for oh, hozv I do yearn To see you once again before I die. Legion, my love: so come; make no delay. All nervously the sheet she folded up, Failing her name to sign, or date to give, For great emotions wholly mastered her. Back to the boat she went as best she could. And to the messenger her answer gave. Without a word. His boat he seaward turned And sailed away. Then slowly sat she down, Fler thoughts all in a maze, watching the boat Until far in the east it Who sails to eastward some day will return.
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