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THE PRINCESS;
My sickness down to happy dreams? are you
That brother-sister Psyche, both in one?
You were that Psyche, but what are you now?
'You are that Psyche,' Cyril said, 'for whom
1 would be that for ever which I seem,
A woman, if I might sit beside your feet,
And glean your scatter'd sapience.'
That brother-sister Psyche, both in one?
You were that Psyche, but what are you now?
'You are that Psyche,' Cyril said, 'for whom
1 would be that for ever which I seem,
A woman, if I might sit beside your feet,
And glean your scatter'd sapience.'
Then once more,
'Are you that Lady Psyche' I began,
'That on her bridal morn before she past
From all her old companions, when the king
Kiss'd her pale cheek, declared that ancient ties
Would still be dear beyond the southern hills;
That were there any of our people there
In want or peril, there was one to hear
And help them: look! for such are these and I.'
'Are you that Psyche' Florian ask'd 'to whom,
In gentler days, your arrow-wounded fawn
Came flying while you sat beside the well?
'Are you that Lady Psyche' I began,
'That on her bridal morn before she past
From all her old companions, when the king
Kiss'd her pale cheek, declared that ancient ties
Would still be dear beyond the southern hills;
That were there any of our people there
In want or peril, there was one to hear
And help them: look! for such are these and I.'
'Are you that Psyche' Florian ask'd 'to whom,
In gentler days, your arrow-wounded fawn
Came flying while you sat beside the well?
