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POEMS.
XV.
Or Venus in a snowy shell alone,
Deepshadowed in the glassy brine,
Moonlike glowed double on the blue, and shone
A naked shape divine.
Or Venus in a snowy shell alone,
Deepshadowed in the glassy brine,
Moonlike glowed double on the blue, and shone
A naked shape divine.
XVI.
Or in a clearwalled city on the sea,
Near gilded organpipes (her hair
Wound with white roses) slept Saint Cecily;
An angel looked at her.
Or in a clearwalled city on the sea,
Near gilded organpipes (her hair
Wound with white roses) slept Saint Cecily;
An angel looked at her.
XVII.
Or that deepwounded child of Pendragon
Mid misty woods on sloping greens
Dozed in the valley of Avilion,
Tended by crownèd queens.
Or that deepwounded child of Pendragon
Mid misty woods on sloping greens
Dozed in the valley of Avilion,
Tended by crownèd queens.
XVIII.
Or blue-eyed Kriemhilt from a craggy hold,
Athwart the lightgreen rows of vine.
Poured blazing hoards of Nibelungen gold,
Down to the gulfy Rhine.
Or blue-eyed Kriemhilt from a craggy hold,
Athwart the lightgreen rows of vine.
Poured blazing hoards of Nibelungen gold,
Down to the gulfy Rhine.
