From the door she will not now remove
He the circle enter'd in.And he kindly bade me quaff:
"OH, would we were further! Oh, would we were home,The phantoms of night tow'rd us hastily come,
ELEGIES.Roman ElegiesAlexis and DoraHermann and Dorothea
Thus she spoke, and soon she arrived at the foot of the broad stepsWith her companion, and both of them sat themselves down on the low wallRound the spring. She bent herself over, to draw out the water,He the other pitcher took up, and bent himself over,And in the blue of the heavens they saw their figures reflected,Waving, and nodding, and in the mirror their greetings exchanging."Now let me drink," exclaim'd the youth in accents of gladness.And she gave him the pitcher. They then, like old friends, sat together,Leaning against the vessels, when she address'd him as follows"Say, why find I you here without your carriage and horses,Far from the place where first I saw you. Pray how came you hither?"
Now indistinct, now clothed in purest rays!How could the smallest comfort here be flowing?The ebb and flood, the coming and the going!
Say, mine eye, why sink'st thou down?Golden visions, are ye flown?
Every day which had else coldly from memory fled.'Twas in that moment alone, the last, that upon me descended
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