Orpheus + Eurydice III Picture

... “But soon, too soon the lover turns his eyes;
Again she falls, again she dies, she dies!
How wilt thou now the fatal sisters move?
No crime was thine, if ‘tis no crime to love.

Now under hanging mountains,
Beside the falls of fountains,
Or where Hebrus wanders,
Rolling in meanders,

All alone,
He makes his moan,
And calls her ghost,
For ever, ever, ever lost!”

Orpheus and Euridyce
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