TOWARD a far goal my dearest Hope I sent, But bade her show to none the path she went; So when Despair did meet her on her way, And asked her: @3Whither bound?@1 she would not say. @3Then tell, fair maid,@1 he prayed her, @3whence thou art.@1 And ah, she told him, from mine inmost heart; And thither straight the envious Demon hied, And there did enter in, and there abide. |