Tannhäuser

Is fire and amber. Then I came away :— I heard of knights no better horsed than I, No better sworded, with no gift of song, Who, caught by one ineffable desire, Rode on by old mysterious watersheds, Traversed strange seas, or battled with strange folk, Held vigil in wild forests, all to seek The vision of the Holy Grail. And I Rode forth on that same foolish wandering ; And found a-many ventures on the way ; At last an old Egyptian ; who bestowed The magic word, which, when I had pronounced, Called up thine evil corpse-light in the sky. He riddled me —ah God ! I see it now ! The bloody winepress .'' The ascending sun ? Thy dawning beauty and thine evil bed ! The double meaning ! I had evil thoughts When I pronounced it —else had She Herself, Hathoor or Mary, risen. Misery! Incessant mystery of the search for Truth ! Venus Search out my mystery a little while ! TannhAuser. There is a flush of passion in thine eyes. An hunger in them ; fascinate me now, 55