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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882).  Complete Poetical Works.  1893.
 
Christus: A Mystery
Part II. The Golden Legend.
II. II. A Room in the Farm-House
 
Twilight. URSULA spinning. GOTTLIEB asleep in his chair.

URSULA.
DARKER and darker! Hardly a glimmer
Of light comes in at the window-pane;
Or is it my eyes are growing dimmer?
I cannot disentangle this skein,
Nor wind it rightly upon the reel.        5
Elsie!

GOTTLIEB, starting.
        The stopping of thy wheel
Has awakened me out of a pleasant dream.
I thought I was sitting beside a stream,
And heard the grinding of a mill,
When suddenly the wheels stood still,        10
And a voice cried “Elsie” in my ear!
It startled me, it seemed so near.
 
URSULA.
I was calling her: I want a light.
I cannot see to spin my flax.
Bring the lamp, Elsie. Dost thou hear?        15
 
ELSIE, within.
In a moment!

GOTTLIEB.
                Where are Bertha and Max?
 
URSULA.
They are sitting with Elsie at the door.
She is telling them stories of the wood,
And the Wolf, and little Red Ridinghood.
 
GOTTLIEB.
And where is the Prince?

URSULA
                    In his room overhead;
        20
I heard him walking across the floor,
As he always does, with a heavy tread.
ELSIE comes in with a lamp. MAX and BERTHA follow her; and they all sing the Evening Song on the lighting of the lamps.
 
EVENING SONG.
        O gladsome light
        Of the Father Immortal,
        And of the celestial        25
        Sacred and blessed
        Jesus, our Saviour!
 
        Now to the sunset
        Again hast thou brought us;
        And, seeing the evening        30
        Twilight, we bless thee,
        Praise thee, adore thee!
 
        Father omnipotent!
        Son, the Life-giver!
        Spirit, the Comforter!        35
        Worthy at all times
        Of worship and wonder!
 
PRINCE HENRY, at the door.
Amen!

URSULA.
        Who was it said Amen?
 
ELSIE
It was the Prince: he stood at the door,
And listened a moment, as we chanted        40
The evening song. He is gone again.
I have often seen him there before.
 
URSULA.
Poor Prince!

GOTTLIEB.
        I thought the house was haunted
Poor Prince, alas! and yet as mild
And patient as the gentlest child!        45
 
MAX.
I love him because he is so good,
And makes me such fine bows and arrows,
To shoot at the robins and the sparrows.
And the red squirrels in the wood!
 
BERTHA.
I love him, too!

GOTTLIEB.
                Ah, yes! we all
        50
Love him, from the bottom of our hearts;
He gave us the farm, the house, and the grange,
He gave us the horses and the carts,
And the great oxen in the stall,
The vineyard, and the forest range!        55
We have nothing to give him but our love!
 
BERTHA.
Did he give us the beautiful stork above
On the chimney-top, with its large, round nest?
 
GOTTLIEB.
No, not the stork; by God in heaven,
As a blessing, the dear white stork was given,        60
But the Prince has given us all the rest.
God bless him, and make him well again.
 
ELSIE.
Would I could do something for his sake,
Something to cure his sorrow and pain!
 
GOTTLIEB.
That no one can; neither thou nor I,
        65
Nor any one else.

ELSIE.
                And must he die?
 
URSULA.
Yes; if the dear God does not take
Pity upon him, in his distress,
And work a miracle!

GOTTLIEB.
                    Or unless
Some maiden, of her own accord,        70
Offers her life for that of her lord,
And is willing to die in his stead.

ELSIE.
                            I will!
 
URSULA.
Prithee, thou foolish child, be still!
Thou shouldst not say what thou dost not mean!
 
ELSIE.
I mean it truly!

MAX.
                O father! this morning,
        75
Down by the mill, in the ravine,
Hans killed a wolf, the very same
That in the night to the sheepfold came,
And ate up my lamb, that was left outside.
 
GOTTLIEB.
I am glad he is dead. It will be a warning
        80
To the wolves in the forest, far and wide.
 
MAX.
And I am going to have his hide!
 
BERTHA.
I wonder if this is the wolf that ate
Little Red Ridinghood!

URSULA.
                            Oh, no!
That wolf was killed a long while ago.        85
Come, children, it is growing late.
 
MAX.
Ah, how I wish I were a man,
As stout as Hans is, and as strong!
I would do nothing else, the whole day long,
But just kill wolves.

GOTTLIEB.
                        Then go to bed,
        90
And grow as fast as a little boy can.
Bertha is half asleep already.
See how she nods her heavy head,
And her sleepy feet are so unsteady
She will hardly be able to creep upstairs.        95
 
URSULA.
Good night, my children. Here ’s the light.
And do not forget to say your prayers
Before you sleep.

GOTTLIEB.
                    Good night!

MAX and BERTHA.
                            Good night!
They go out with ELSIE.
 
URSULA, spinning.
She is a strange and wayward child,
That Elsie of ours. She looks so old,        100
And thoughts and fancies weird and wild
Seem of late to have taken hold
Of her heart, that was once so docile and mild!
 
GOTTLIEB.
She is like all girls.

URSULA.
                    Ah no, forsooth!
Unlike all I have ever seen.        105
For she has visions and strange dreams,
And in all her words and ways, she seems
Much older than she is in truth.
Who would think her but fifteen?
And there has been of late such a change!        110
My heart is heavy with fear and doubt
That she may not live till the year is out.
She is so strange,—so strange,—so strange!
 
GOTTLIEB.
I am not troubled with any such fear;
She will live and thrive for many a year.        115
 
 
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