Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt
Han drager paa nye & farlig F娄rd
Hans eeneste Sorrig v娄re at han intet fandt
Som vaer een Taare v娄rdt
Til han Medynk saae
I hendes 猫ine, der alt Lius vaer tendt
Der al Gl娄de snart vaer endt
Slig een Pige hellig, vacker
Det brustne Blik flacker
Hun ki娄ndte Haabet brast
Han viiger for bendes Blik
Med een smertelig Mystik
Fylder hende mod Hi娄rtenski娄r
Med hendes Ild ligger sort & d猫d
Ondskab qvalte hver een Gl猫d
Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han
Men dend ha'r skabt een m娄cktig Brand
Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab
Nyf猫dt b娄res Maanen Frem
Ofver det Sind som her bleff r猫fved
Aff dend m猫rcke,
Magi paa hende 猫fved
Med r娄dde Skrit. mod ham -
Dybt ber猫rt:
"Du Diefvlens Sendebud,
som b娄rer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud,
Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik,
Du n娄ring for min Si娄l, som d猫r;
Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, f猫r
Ieg viiser Ki娄ndsler som ieg hafvde Angst
For at n娄re f猫r ieg bleff din Fangst"
On he hunts with sorrow none
For what hath passed is gone
His sole regret the absence
Of desires worthie his teares
Until he saw pitie in her eyne
Where all the light did shine
And soone all joie should die
Her glazed eyne did wander
A mayden pure in grandeur
Left alone & lost
From her eyne he retreats
Clad in mournfulle Mysterie
He takes her heart in his
But dark & dead is her light
Evil took her fire's breath
Her embers were by him devour'd
And inside of him a fire buildes
Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad
The Moone comes forth
Born anew above her Soule -
Stolen here by the dark,
Binding Magick of olde
Frighten'd she nears him,
And speakes:
Thou, messenger of the Devil,
Who brings fear into lovers' hearts,
Thou, elixir to the hatred of men
And air to my Soule, now dying;
Leave me not, O shadow,
Before I give myself away
To these long denied desires,
Thy gift to my dying heart
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