Elizabeth.
The proof!
The proof !
Dear God, how true it is
That such high worthiness
sees nothing
there
In his own heart (save
what is very Christ)
But wickedness !
TannhAuser
{aside).
This is my punishment
!
This faith, this hope,
this love—to me —to me !
Elizabeth.
Yet, once my word went forth into the world.
Suddenly
came the fear that you were still
Accessible
to men —mig^ht hear,
misfht
come
!
The kind, grave face of you— that light outshone
The mystical ideal.
Therefore
too
I minded me of our old baby-love,
And —marriages are made
in heaven,
you know
!
Besides—Our Lady shewed me in a dream
How you would come.
TannhAuser.
And now
.-'
So sure
are you
The loving word you spoke an hour ago
Came from the heart— who called me by mistake
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