With a face of healthy red;
For if deadly were this smart
In my heart,
Ah, I then had long been dead!
SPIRIT GREETING.
Upon a tower antique and high
Stood ghost of hero brave,
Who, as the ship went sailing by,
This "God-speed" to her gave.
"See! these my sinews stark were once,
This heart beat fast and wild,
Of knightly marrow full these bones,
Brimful this goblet filled.
"Half of my life in storm was passed,
Half wasted was in ease,
Speed, human cargo, far and fast,
On, on, before the breeze!"
TO A GOLDEN HEART HE WAS WEARING ON HIS NECK.
[Addressed, during the Swiss tour already mentioned, to a present Lili had given him during the time of their happy connection, which was then about to be terminated for ever.]
Thou, of joy that died away, the token
Which as yet I on my neck am wearing,
Longer hold'st us twain, thou mental tie that's broken?
Art thou the length of love's short days repairing?
