Eurydice Or Knocking on the Gates of Hell
Eurydice Or Knocking on the Gates of Hell
Look ahead, Eurydice!
For you alone, Love has paid Death's price.
Do not turn your shadowy head
To the right or left, Eurydice;
Undying souls in the malignant grots,
Sunk deep in vales reeking poisonous dew,
Breathe foul lies and suspicion gross
In the ears of Love. Fear not the morose
Shapes. Love knocks on the gates of Hell for you.