“Undine”

’Twas far away and long ago,
  When I was but a dreaming boy,
This fairy tale of love and woe
  Entranced my heart with tearful joy;
And while with white Undine I wept
  Your spirit⁠—ah, how strange it seems⁠—
Was cradled in some star, and slept,
  Unconscious of her coming dreams.