The Princess in the Tower

I was happier up in the room At the head of the long blue stair Than here in the garden's gloom With roses to wear.

When stars my window were riming I would lean out over the snow And hear him climbing, climbing A long way below.

But I was happy and lonely As the heart of a mountain pool, With stars and shadows only Made beautiful.

Then he came. He said, "How chill is This height I have won! I will love you among the lilies, And ride ere the sun."

So I followed him into the night A long way down. I would I were back on the height, With dawn for a crown.