So sweet a voice, so consonant with the music of the singers of past times, heard in a place so fresh and strange, will surely not pass without its welcome from lovers of genuine poetry.
Edmund Gosse.
London, England.
CONTENTS
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
| "It Shall go Hard With Him Through Thee, Unconquerable Blade" | [Frontispiece] |
| PAGE | |
| She Raised Her Oblong Lute and Smote Some Chords (See page [230]) | [124] |
| In Her Ecstasy a Lovely Devil (See page [303]) | [250] |
| And Grasped of Both Wild Hands, Swung Trenchant (See page [285]) | [374] |