Tannhäuser

Beyond the gold and glamour of Life's lotus, The flower that falls from this our stronger sight, We dwell, eternal shapes of shadowy light. Only the love on earth that shook and smote us Begets new stars —truth's flowers fallen through night Beyond the gold and glamour of Life's lotus I Eternal bliss of Love in birthless bowers ! Light, the gemmed robes of Love ! Life, lifted breath, Ageless existence deifying death ! Love, the sole flower beyond these lesser flowers !— In thee at last the live fruit quickeneth ? Eternal bliss of Love in birthless bowers ! * * * • « There, secret ! Know it ! Now forget ! Betray not Wisdom unto Folly ! Less sweet is Joy than Melancholy! — Why should our eyes for this be wet ? Enough : be silent and be holy ! There, secret ! Know it! Now forget ! Now I have told thee that I love thee ! To me our Star in Heaven burning Tells me thy heart as mine is yearning ; Tells me Love's fragrance stolen above thee Thy soul to mine at last is turning Now I have told thee that I love thee I