Poems of Madison Cawein Vol. 4 — Flamencine

II

Her bodice was of purple, Her shoes of satin sheen;

Her bodice was of purple With scarlet laid between: The wind of eve was in the tread, The black of night was on the head Of Flamencine.

III

Among the dreaming vistas, The darkling dells between, Among the dreaming vistas I heard her tambourine: And far within the ghostly glade The moonbeams and the shadows played Round Flamencine.

IV

Among the beechen shadows When fireflies are seen, Among the beechen shadows When glow-worms glimmer green, Then down the darkness, like a light, She dances; and the eyes are bright Of Flamencine.

V

There lies a gipsy maiden Within the forest green;

There lies a gipsy maiden Beside her tambourine: These many years I am her slave-- The violets grow upon the grave Of Flamencine.

HILDEGARD