Blessings and blessings evermore, fair boy! upon thy head!
[396] Addressed to the child of her eldest brother.
THE DEATH-SONG OF ALCESTIS.
She came forth in her bridal robes array’d,
And midst the graceful statues, round the hall
Shedding the calm of their celestial mien,
Stood pale yet proudly beautiful as they:
Flowers in her bosom, and the star-like gleam
Of jewels trembling from her braided hair,
And death upon her brow!—but glorious death!