d'st not return to me, But bore it all to Tana's shrine, And Tana never shall be thine! Now every night in agony By me thou shalt oppressed be! From day to day, from hour to hour, I'll make thee feel the witch's power; With passion thou shalt be tormented, And yet with pleasure ne'er be contented; Enwrapped in slumber thou shalt lie, To know that thy beloved is by, And, ever dying, never die, Without the power to speak a word, Nor shall her voice by thee be heard; Tormented by Love's agony, There shall be no relief for thee! For my strong spell thou canst not break, And from that sleep thou ne'er shalt wake; Little by little thou shalt waste, Like taper by the embers placed. Little by little thou shalt die, Yet, ever living, tortured lie, Strong in desire, yet ever weak, Without the power to move or speak, With all the love I had for thee, Shalt thou thyself tormented be, Since all the love I felt of late I'll make thee feel in burning hate, For ever on thy torture bent, I am revenged, and now content. But Tana, who was far more powerful than the witch, though not ableto break the spell by which he was compelled to sleep, took from him allpain (he knew her in dreams), and embracing him, she sang this counter charm.The Song of Diana Endamone, Endamone, Endamone! By the love I feel, which I Shall ever feel until I die, Three crosses on thy bed I make, And then three wild horse chestnuts take, In that bed the nuts I hide, And then the window open wide, That the full moon may cast her light Upon the love as fair and bright, And so I pray to her above To give wild rapture to our love,...
