I came upon the castle… <br /> <br />I came upon the castle where my princess resides, <br />Perched high upon a fleecy, <br />Wind-swept down. <br />She saw me from the ornate balcony <br />With her dusky eyes of sunlit brown. <br /> <br />She swooned among the long silhouettes of the myrtle trees, <br />Where soft Baroque symphonies <br />Glide to the seas, <br />And to the sunlit tide. <br />(Her radiant, perfumed tresses are where rare dreams abide.) <br /> <br />I entered the foyers <br />Where an ancient row of knights stood in array <br />Against the stony wall, <br />A wall of ancient gray. <br />I walked up the stairs <br />To her father's study, <br />Amid mahogany, as a servant did call.
