The Blind Girl of Castel-Cuille.
105
And the door ajar is set,
And poor, confiding Margaret
Rises, with outstretched arms, but sightless eyes;
'T is only Paul, her brother, who thus cries:—
And poor, confiding Margaret
Rises, with outstretched arms, but sightless eyes;
'T is only Paul, her brother, who thus cries:—
“ Angela the bride has passed!
I saw the wedding guests go by;
Tell me, my sister, why were we not asked?
For all are there but you and I!”
I saw the wedding guests go by;
Tell me, my sister, why were we not asked?
For all are there but you and I!”
“ Angela married! and not send
To tell her secret unto me!
O, speak! who may the bridegroom be?”
“ My sister, 't is Baptiste, thy friend!”
To tell her secret unto me!
O, speak! who may the bridegroom be?”
“ My sister, 't is Baptiste, thy friend!”
A cry the blind girl gave, but nothing said;
A milky whiteness spreads upon her cheeks;
An icy hand, as heavy as lead,
Descending, as her brother speaks,
A milky whiteness spreads upon her cheeks;
An icy hand, as heavy as lead,
Descending, as her brother speaks,
