The House of Aengus

Alice Corbin

1881 to 1949

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Love came into his secret house,
His tower of glass, at the fall of night,
Where there is neither sun nor moon,
Wind nor wave, but a world of light.
Love came into his secret house,
Deep in the world, under the wave,
And the stars fell down from the trembling roof,
And the harp that Etain gave
Quivered and wakened and all its strings
Whispered and sang with a wild delight,
When Love came into his secret house,
His tower of glass, at the fall of night.