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And crossed himself, and knelt and cried,
And kissed the holy Edelweiss,
Believing that the fiends had tried
To buy him with a price.
And kissed the holy Edelweiss,
Believing that the fiends had tried
To buy him with a price.
The king rides fast, the king rides well;
The summer hunts go loud and gay;
The courtiers, who this tale can tell,
Are getting old and gray.
The summer hunts go loud and gay;
The courtiers, who this tale can tell,
Are getting old and gray.
But still they say it was a fiend
That took a shepherd's shape to sing,
For still the king's heart is not weaned
To care for other thing.
That took a shepherd's shape to sing,
For still the king's heart is not weaned
To care for other thing.
Great minstrels come from far and near,
He will not let them sing or play,
But waits and listens still to hear
The song he heard that day.
He will not let them sing or play,
But waits and listens still to hear
The song he heard that day.
ŒNONE.
WOE to thee, Œnone! stricken blindAnd poisoned by a darkness and a pain,
O, woe to thee, none! who couldst find
No love when love lay dying, doubly slain
Slain thus by thee, Œnone!
O, what stain,
Of red like this on hands of love was seen
Ever before or since, since love has been!
O, woe to thee, Œone! Hadst thou said,
