Maiden, crowned with glossy blackness, Lithe as panther forest-roaming, Long-armed naiad, when she dances On a stream of ether floating, -- Bright, O bright Fedalma! Form all curves like softness drifted, Wave-kissed marble roundly dimpling, Far-off music slowly wingèd, Gently rising, gently sinking, -- Bright, O bright Fedalma! Pure as rain-tear on a rose-leaf, Cloud high-born in noonday spotless Sudden perfect [as]1 the dew-bead, Gem of earth and sky begotten, -- Bright, O bright Fedalma! Beauty has no mortal father, Holy light her form engendered, Out of tremor, yearning, gladness, Presage sweet, and joy remembered, -- Child of light, Fedalma!
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- by Mary Ann Evans (1819 - 1880), as George Eliot, no title, appears in The Spanish Gypsy, first published 1868 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "Bright, o bright Fedalma", op. 1 no. 7, from Eight songs from "The Spanish Gypsy", no. 7. [text verified 1 time]
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