eurydice - Популярные cтихи, рассказы и фанфики

Orpheus, the night is full of tears and cries, And hardly for the storm and ruin shed Can even thine eyes be certain of her
Who never passed out of thy spirit's eyes,
But stood and shone before them in such wise As when with love her lip...

The Eurydice—it concerned thee,
O Lord:
Three hundred souls,
O alas