Into white waves dissolving, clear and cold;
When from the grass her dimm’d eye caught a gleam—
’Twas where a sword lay shiver’d by the stream—
Her brother’s sword!—she knew it; and she knew
’Twas with a venom’d point that weapon slew!
Woe for young love! But love is strong. There came
Strength upon woman’s fragile heart and frame;
There came swift courage! On the dewy ground
She knelt, with all her dark hair floating round
Like a long silken stole; she knelt, and press’d