One thought on “Julius Kronberg (The young hero David playing his harp for King Saul.)”

1. MY SOUL IS DARK.

   “My soul is dark—Oh! quickly string
    The harp I yet can brook to hear;
   And let thy gentle fingers fling
    Its melting murmurs o’er mine ear.
   If in this heart a hope be dear,
    That sound shall charm it forth again;
   If in these eyes there lurk a tear,
    ’Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain:

   But bid the strain be wild and deep,
    Nor let thy notes of joy be first:
   I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep,
    Or else this heavy heart will burst;
   For it hath been by sorrow nurst,
    And ach’d in sleepless silence long;
   And now ’tis doom’d to know the worst,
    And break at once—or yield to song.”

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