Poems — Volume 1 by George Meredith
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BEAUTY ROHTRAUT (From Moricke) What is the name of King Ringang's daughter? Rohtraut, Beauty Rohtraut! And what does she do the livelong day, Since she dare not knit and spin alway? O hunting and fishing is ever her play! And, heigh! that her huntsman I might be! I'd hunt and fish right merrily! Be silent, heart! And it chanced that, after this some time, - Rohtraut, Beauty Rohtraut, - The boy in the Castle has gained access, And a horse he has got and a huntsman's dress, To hunt and to fish with the merry Princess; And, O! that a king's son I might be! Beauty Rohtraut I love so tenderly. Hush! hush! my heart. Under a grey old oak they sat, Beauty, Beauty Rohtraut! She laughs: 'Why look you so slyly at me? If you have heart enough, come, kiss me.' Cried the breathless boy, 'kiss thee?' |
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