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Undine.
UNDINE.
In all romance's fairy land
No brighter form, I ween,
Created is by poet's wand,
Than thine, oh, sweet Undine,
With hair of gold, with airy grace,
With girlish form and winsome face.
No brighter form, I ween,
Created is by poet's wand,
Than thine, oh, sweet Undine,
With hair of gold, with airy grace,
With girlish form and winsome face.
Thou'rt kin to every living thing
By nature given birth,
To birds with songs and caroling,
And varying shapes of earth;
Thyself, a form all joy and light,
Art near to wood and water sprite.
By nature given birth,
To birds with songs and caroling,
And varying shapes of earth;
Thyself, a form all joy and light,
Art near to wood and water sprite.
And though the poet's fond ideal
Has given thee living form,
Thou art a type of all things real
In life aglow and warm.
Has given thee living form,
Thou art a type of all things real
In life aglow and warm.
