Scan 42

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.

3Then at sundown he dashed from the West,

4All encrimsoned and gorgeously dressed,

5And discovered the Maiden alone:

6"Come with me!" he with passion entreated,

7"In the Wallhall of sunset be greeted

8As queen of my porphyry throne!"

10VII.

12But the eyes of the Maid flashed with scorn,

13And he knew that his hope was forlorn

14Ere her lips uttered forth her reply;

15Then in anger his pinions unfurling,

16He arose like a vapor, quick-curling,

17That vanishes into the sky.

19VIII.

21There he brooded till morning released

22From the pearl-portaled gates of the East

23His young rival, the Sunbeam, elate;

24Then the god vowed revenge, malice-laden,

25That should sever the Youth and the Maiden,

26And brand all the earth with his hate.

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