ELEANORE.
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Having glorious dreams in sleep,
Shadow forth the banks at will:
Or sometimes they swell and move,
Pressing up against the land,
With motions of the outer sea:
And the selfsame influence
Controlleth all the soul and sense
Of Passion gazing upon thee.
His bowstring slackened, languid Love,
Leaning his cheek upon his hand,
Droops both his wings, regarding thee,
And so would languish evermore,
Serene, imperial Eleänore.
Shadow forth the banks at will:
Or sometimes they swell and move,
Pressing up against the land,
With motions of the outer sea:
And the selfsame influence
Controlleth all the soul and sense
Of Passion gazing upon thee.
His bowstring slackened, languid Love,
Leaning his cheek upon his hand,
Droops both his wings, regarding thee,
And so would languish evermore,
Serene, imperial Eleänore.
But when I see thee roam, with tresses unconfined,
When the amorous, odorous wind,
Breathes low between the sunset and the moon,
Or, in a shadowy saloon,
On silken cushions half reclined,
I gaze on thee the cloudless noon
Of mortal beauty: in its place
When the amorous, odorous wind,
Breathes low between the sunset and the moon,
Or, in a shadowy saloon,
On silken cushions half reclined,
I gaze on thee the cloudless noon
Of mortal beauty: in its place
