As the woman herself, I swear!
With the light of a thousand sunbeams caught in the waves of her golden hair!
One—white as the snow—
It fell at her feet,
When her laughter, clear and low,
Replied to the fervid heat
Of my love-words wild and vain,
And my heart grew numb with pain
As her mirthful mockery crushed my heart, and maddened my foolish brain.
Farewell to my dream!