II.— THE SONG OF THE PRINCESS BESIDE THE FOUNTAIN

My rose, or ever the three tears were shed

I wished lie in its bosom, has fallen apart;

Off their knapped golden hair all my pure pearls have sped

Before their mid-ruby could burn on my heart.

To-day is as yesterday; as to-day so to-morrow;

But fallen my rose, pearls, tears,

Fallen in sorrow.

Or ever I woke it was sunset to-day;

As fast flows the fountain, as fast flows away,

As fast fall away

My rose and my tears, my pearls and my sorrow.