Bow & Bridge Violin and bow makers, as the old books printed them

Scan 34

Songs of my violin, 1901

27 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.

1VI.
3Awoke, and with a longing look upgazed
4To where the moon, unhazed,
5Seemed fain to pause, sky-centred, far above.
6She opened shyly then her chaliced soul,
7And into it there stole
8The whispered moonbeams of her lover's love.
10VII.
12She answered back in perfumes, rich and rare,
13That rose like incensed prayer
14In fragrant waftures through the nave of night;
15And lured her wooer with those sweet replies
16To linger in the skies
17And let her dream forever in his light.
19VIII.
21And oh! how yearningly he longed to stay
22Upon his lonely way,
23But, fate-compelled, he must his course pursue,
24Forever wandering through the welkin's main,
25Beloved, but loved in vain—
26A pale Ahasver of the boundless blue.

The computer misreads some letters and numbers. Where a name matters to you, read the scan.