The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Book of Repentance and Joys. A Song of Love. Oh, fairer she than any skies, Than flowers, stars or diadems;All Heavens centered in her purest gold encircling gems. No frenzied young Varangian braveRejoicing in the battles storm,Eer saw, tween Heaven and his grave,Valkyrie of so fair a form. No Viking sailing oer the sea. With golden spoil of France or Rome,Eer saw in dream of ecstasyA fairer maid to greet him home. No Troubadour of sunny France,His fancy all aflame with love,Eer saw
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Book of Repentance and Joys. A Song of Love. Oh, fairer she than any skies, Than flowers, stars or diadems;All Heavens centered in her purest gold encircling gems. No frenzied young Varangian braveRejoicing in the battles storm,Eer saw, tween Heaven and his grave,Valkyrie of so fair a form. No Viking sailing oer the sea. With golden spoil of France or Rome,Eer saw in dream of ecstasyA fairer maid to greet him home. No Troubadour of sunny France,His fancy all aflame with love,Eer saw in realms of bright romanceOne fairer than this white sea-dove. No Persian bard by beauty fired,In fancy viewing Paradise,Eer Peri saw when most inspired,With lovelier face, or sweeter eyes. No stalwart Turk, neath crescent sign,Fighting gainst odds all hopelessly,Eer Houri saw more charming shineAs on he rushed to win or die. No Christian knight, to virtue vowed,While battling for the Tomb of Christ,Eer saw an Angel fairer browed,When in his dreams imparadised. No Phidias nor Praxitiles, While sculpturing for beautys shrine
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