light became her grace and dwelt among
eyes and shadows that are formed as men;
how the light doth melt us into song:
broken sunlight for a healm she beareth °
has my heart in jurisdiction.
wild-wood never fawn nor fallow fareth °
silent light; no gossamer is spun °
delicate as she is, when the sun
the clear emeralds from the bended grasses
they should parch too swiftly, where she passes.
= "little ballad" in Italian
= a type of deer
= spider web