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Show AN ENCHANTED PRINCESS. O. R. T. In Longman's Magazine. I found her deep In the forest, The beeches and elms between, A delicate amber plane tree 'Mid masses of bropze and green ; A sorrowful, spell bound princess. Awaiting her lover there. She said: "He will know me. surely, By the veil of mv yellow hair. "He seeks me the wide world over. He seeks me the. whole year through, To loosen the charm that blinds me My prince and my lover true '." She shivered beneath her foliage And sighed In the twilight chill ; "Aye me ! wilt thou And me never, Thy love that thon eeekest still? ' "I saw him," chirruped a blackbird, "He passed by this very spot ; He is come and gone, O Princess ! He passed-and he knew you not." The cold wind rustled her branches Till the yellow leaves fell slow "He Is dead and gone, O Princess ! Many a year ago." |