Second Series. 15. Gertrude and Gulielma, sister-twins Gertrude and Gulielma, sister-twins, Dwelt in the valley at the farmhouse old; Nor grief had touched their locks of dark and gold Nor dimmed the fragrant whiteness of their skins: Both beautiful, and one in height and mould; Yet one had loveliness which the spirit wins To other worlds: eyes, forehead, smile and all, More softly serious than the twilight's fall. The other -- can I e'er forget the day When, stealing from a laughing group away, To muse with absent eye and motion slow, Her beauty fell upon me like a blow? -- Gertrude! with red flowerlip, and silk black hair! Yet Gulielma was by far more fair. |
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