Poem: A Vision

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Two crowned Kings, and One that stood alone

上海龙凤shlf最新地址With no green weight of laurels round his head,

But with sad eyes as one uncomforted,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And wearied with man's never-ceasing moan

上海龙凤shlf最新地址For sins no bleating victim can atone,

And sweet long lips with tears and kisses fed.

Girt was he in a garment black and red,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And at his feet I marked a broken stone

Which sent up lilies, dove-like, to his knees.

Now at their sight, my heart being lit with flame,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I cried to Beatrice, 'Who are these?'

And she made answer, knowing well each name,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址'AEschylos first, the second Sophokles,

And last (wide stream of tears!) Euripides.'