"O mother, hear me yet before I die. Talk with the wild Cassandra, for she says That, whereso'er I am by night and day, Was seen far inland, and the yellow down And, like a downward smoke, the slender And sweet it was to dream of Fatherland, stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. ΙΟ foam. A land of streams! some, like a downward Weary the wandering fields of barren smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go; And some through wavering lights and shadows broke, Then some one said, "We will return no more;" And all at once they sang, "Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam." 1 reeds, sedge. 45 "The man, my lover, with whom I rode sublime On Fortune's neck; we sat as God by As once they drew into two burning rings The Nilus would have risen before his time All beams of Love, melting the mighty And flooded at our nod. hearts Of captains and of kings. 175 "And the wild kiss, when fresh from war's "The torrent brooks of hallowed Israel alarms, From craggy hollows pouring, late and soon, Sound all night long, in falling through the dell, Far-heard beneath the moon. Of the other; with a worm I balked his All night the splintered crags that wall fame. What else was left? look here!" 155 the dell With spires of silver shine." With that she tore her robe apart, and As one that museth where broad sunshine half The polished argent of her breast to sight Laid bare. Thereto she pointed with a laugh, Showing the aspic's bite. laves The lawn by some cathedral, through the door 160 Hearing the holy organ rolling waves Of sound on roof and floor 190 |