Tannhhauser; or, The Battle of the Bards A Poem. By Neville Temple [J. H. C. Fane] and Edward Trevor [E. R. B. Lytton]. Third Edition |
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‘Love's fountain-marge is fairly spread
With every incense-flower that blows,
With flossy sedge, and moss that grows
For fervid limbs a dewy bed;
With every incense-flower that blows,
With flossy sedge, and moss that grows
For fervid limbs a dewy bed;
‘And fays and fairies flit and wend
To keep the sweet stream flowing free,
And on Love's languid votary
The little elves delighted tend;
To keep the sweet stream flowing free,
And on Love's languid votary
The little elves delighted tend;
‘And bring him honey-dews to sip,
Rare balms to cool him after play,
Or with sweet unguents smooth away
The kiss-crease on his ruffled lip;
Rare balms to cool him after play,
Or with sweet unguents smooth away
The kiss-crease on his ruffled lip;
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‘And lily-white his limbs they lave,
And roses in his cheeks renew,
That he, refresh'd, return to glue
His lips to Love's caressant wave;
And roses in his cheeks renew,
That he, refresh'd, return to glue
His lips to Love's caressant wave;
‘And feel, in that immortal kiss,
His mortal instincts die the death,
And human fancy fade beneath
The taste of unimagined bliss!
His mortal instincts die the death,
And human fancy fade beneath
The taste of unimagined bliss!
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