Allurement
Across the world she sends me word, From gardens fair as Falerina's, Now by a blossom, now a bird, To come to her, who long has lured With magic sweeter than Alcina's. I know not what her word may mean, I know not what may mean the voices She sends as messengers serene, That through the silvery silence lean, To tell me where her heart rejoices. But I must go! I must away! Must take the path that is appointed! God grant I find her realm some day! Where, by her love, as by a ray, My soul shall be anointed.
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