Whirling, and with its own clay covered mine.”
Pia De' Tolomei.
“O stay! when thou shalt walk the world once more,
And have repose from that long way of thine,”—
Said the third spirit, following those before,
“Remember Pia! for that name was mine:
Sienna gave me birth: Maremma's fen
Was my undoing: he knows that full well
Who ringed my finger with his gem and then,
After espousal,—took me there to dwell.”