The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . eem to have her viewless hermitage. And closely veiled waved wide her mystic wand, While breathing potent spells. Some strange event, More strange than een so strange a solitude. Seemed weirdly imminent, as though the air, And land and sea, noted in unison Some mighty and portentious stroke of fate. The morning breeze, that once so merrily Had fondled with the vines and drapery, Now sighed amid the tops of broken trees; The birds, still suffering from the wind and rain, No longer merry were, but
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . eem to have her viewless hermitage. And closely veiled waved wide her mystic wand, While breathing potent spells. Some strange event, More strange than een so strange a solitude. Seemed weirdly imminent, as though the air, And land and sea, noted in unison Some mighty and portentious stroke of fate. The morning breeze, that once so merrily Had fondled with the vines and drapery, Now sighed amid the tops of broken trees; The birds, still suffering from the wind and rain, No longer merry were, but sad in look And chirp, as though some grief was in their hearts. A lonely insect droned a dismal note High up the rock, that never changed nor ceased. About the doors, the relics of the rain Fell from the trees and overhanging cliffs Down, drop by drop, with sound monotonous. The sun, unheeding sea, and land, and air,And their affairs, so reached the hub of heavens radiant glad to think his daily course half passedPoured down a brighter glow upon the world. CANTO The Maid Ministers to the Youth. Upon a rock cooed soft a white Maiden oped her eyes. Bright at her feetA beaming column stood of whitest light
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