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Eolie.
Oh, we were playmates long ago!
And then I chased your flying feet
Over the brave rock-terraced hills,
Over the valleys, green and sweet.
Your kisses woke me if I slept
Where boughs unclasp, and shadows play,
And, starting from my childish dreams,
I heard your low laugh far away.
Most gentle in your wily mirth,
Yet elfin, half, you seemed to me,
T loved you more than I can tell,
Wild Eolie!
And then I chased your flying feet
Over the brave rock-terraced hills,
Over the valleys, green and sweet.
Your kisses woke me if I slept
Where boughs unclasp, and shadows play,
And, starting from my childish dreams,
I heard your low laugh far away.
Most gentle in your wily mirth,
Yet elfin, half, you seemed to me,
T loved you more than I can tell,
Wild Eolie!
I love you still; when even comes
I hear you tread my chamber floor;
You sweep aside my curtain's fold,
And turn the page I linger o'er.
For sunset is our trysting time;
Our tryst we keep till stars convene,
Till, Thetis-like, from deeps of blue
Upwonds the silver-footed queen.
I hear you tread my chamber floor;
You sweep aside my curtain's fold,
And turn the page I linger o'er.
For sunset is our trysting time;
Our tryst we keep till stars convene,
Till, Thetis-like, from deeps of blue
Upwonds the silver-footed queen.
