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Rh Jan z Wojkowicz (b. 1880).

And what of all remained to me, When back from Eden I returned?

Dreams of princesses in satin array,
 * For princes that tenderly are gleaming;

For princes that dreamy litheness display,
 * And like to love with passion are teeming.

Dreams of princesses in satin array,
 * In a bower where scents of roses flow,

And they crave to wander away, ah, away,
 * Golden-clad on a horse to go.

"" (1900).

 Julius Zeyer (1841—1901).

In the grove sings the throstle,
 * O golden strain,

Full of longing and tenderness,
 * Full of sweet pain!

How the meadow is smiling,
 * And the green-covered leas;

What secrets they capture
 * From the whispering breeze!

