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Paracelsus.
For the other—nay your very hair, when mixed,
Is of one hue. For where beside this nook
Shall you two walk, when I am far away,
And wish me prosperous fortune? . . . Stay! that plant
Shall never wave its tangles lightly and softly,
As a queen's languid and imperial arm
Which scatters crowns among her lovers, but you
Shall be reminded to predict some great
Success to me. Ah, see! the sun sinks broad
Behind St. Saviour's . . . wholly gone, at last!
Is of one hue. For where beside this nook
Shall you two walk, when I am far away,
And wish me prosperous fortune? . . . Stay! that plant
Shall never wave its tangles lightly and softly,
As a queen's languid and imperial arm
Which scatters crowns among her lovers, but you
Shall be reminded to predict some great
Success to me. Ah, see! the sun sinks broad
Behind St. Saviour's . . . wholly gone, at last!
Fest.Now, Aureole, stay those wandering eyes awhile:
You are ours to-night at least; and while you spoke
Of Michal and her tears, I thought that none
Could willing leave what he so seem'd to love . . .
But that last look destroys my dream—that look!
As if where'er you gazed there stood a star!
How far was Würzburg, with its church and spire,
And garden-walls, and all things they contain,
From that look's far alighting?
You are ours to-night at least; and while you spoke
Of Michal and her tears, I thought that none
Could willing leave what he so seem'd to love . . .
But that last look destroys my dream—that look!
As if where'er you gazed there stood a star!
How far was Würzburg, with its church and spire,
And garden-walls, and all things they contain,
From that look's far alighting?
Par.I but spoke
And look'd alike from simple joy, to see
The beings I best love so well shut in
And look'd alike from simple joy, to see
The beings I best love so well shut in
