THE BALLAD OF THE NUN
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U BY JAMES ALDRICH
In the evening twilight holy,


Through the valley of the Rhine,
Stately rode knight, and slowly, 81


Homeward bound from Palestine.
Gazing on the cloudlets golden


Fading in the sky above, I'a"
Paused he by Convent olden, E
Bosomed in linden grove. ka.E
From easement more enchanting


Than the evenings's gorgeous show,
Came voice of tender, planning
I With a sweet and silvery fow
Listened long the knight untiring, /
All forgot his dreams of fame,
Raising looks Of fond desiring
Whence that voice OF sweetness came;
Till it ceased, bat ere its trembling W 0i
On the air had wholly died,
In strain the nuns resembling,


Like an echo he replied,
sang they thus through summer feeting,
Every night their ditties o'er; lau.
But the longed for, prayed for meeting,
Seemed no nearer than before.
Till at last, hope newly risen


Ger them beamed with sun like ray, i
To release the maid from prison,
Haply love found out the way.





While the stars were all assembling


In their beauty, one by one,
Through the postern gateway trembling,
Like spirit passed the nun!
Breathing then celestial ether


Fled the lovers hand in hand,
Only phantom flowers TO gather,
Blooming in Loves fairy land
I, 1s3 n, ss 81 81 The ARTIST.