Not far from our house stood a large building with many towers. The house had many windows, and these were hung with crimson silk and gold tassels. All round the court-yard stood linden trees, and the turf was strewed with their fragrant, white blossoms. Often I had looked in there, and in the evenings when the linden perfume was so sweet, and the windows lighted, and I saw forms moving here and there like shadows, and the music sounded, and carriages came driving along and ladies and gentlemen alighted aud hurried up the steps, I could not help asking myself "Why do you not go in too?"
Poems and translations
By Mary Morgan
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