UNDINE.

Otago Witness, Issue 2252, 29 April 1897, Page 41

UNDINE.

(Translated from the German.) Undine, sweetest vision, tbou ! Since lirst I heard thy curious story, Iv ancient records Worn unit hoary, Oft hast thou soothed my wearied brow. Thou nestledst to me, floweret wild, And in mine ear, 111 m ceut low, Didst tell thy little tale of woe, Thou timid, petted, Wdyward child. Then the theme my lyre inspired, Aud from out its golden chouls Went aUroad thy whispered woids, Till far and wulu thou'ri now admired. Here stands writ thy mystic story ; Nor are theie many who refund Thy weird adwutures to peruse— For many hearts h*ve learned t'adore thee. Now to-day they are ready, sll Anew the antique ta'e to hear ; But thou, Undine, need'stnot fear, Enter boldly in the hall. Kindly g e j r each noble knight ; But iirst with love acd trust give greeting To the dear and lovely German women, Right well they love thee, winsome sprite. And if one ask of me, perchance Uhen say, "He is a faithful t,quire, Who serves the fair with sword aud lyre At tourney, feast, and in the dance " April 1597. -Southlander.