Archive for October 18th, 2011

Tuesday, 18 October 2011

I Dreamt That I Dwelt In Marble Halls by Alfred Bunn

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls,
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of all who assembled within those walls,
That I was the hope and the pride.

I had riches too great to count, could boast
Of a high ancestral name;
But I also dreamt, which pleased me most,
That you lov’d me still the same…

That you lov’d me, you lov’d me still the same,
That you lov’d me, you lov’d me still the same.

I dreamt that suitors sought my hand;
That knights upon bended knee,
And with vows no maiden heart could withstand,
They pledg’d their faith to me;

And I dreamt that one of that noble host
Came forth my hand to claim.
But I also dreamt, which charmed me most,
That you lov’d me still the same…

That you lov’d me, you lov’d me still the same,
That you lov’d me, you lov’d me still the same.

From: http://www.james-joyce-music.com/song03_lyrics.html

Date: 1843

By: Alfred Bunn (1796-1860)

Alternative Title: The Gipsy Girl’s Dream, Marble Halls

Tuesday, 18 October 2011

A Study (A Soul) by Christina Rossetti

She stands as pale as Parian statues stand;
Like Cleopatra when she turned at bay,
And felt her strength above the Roman sway,
And felt the aspic writhing in her hand.
Her face is steadfast toward the shadowy land,
For dim beyond it looms the light of day;
Her feet are steadfast; all the arduous way
That foot-track hath not wavered on the sand.
She stands there like a beacon thro’ the night,
A pale clear beacon where the storm-drift is;
She stands alone, a wonder deathly white;
She stands there patient, nerved with inner might,
Indomitable in her feebleness,
Her face and will athirst against the light.

From: http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/6786/

Date: 1854

By: Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)