Luyện nghe bài hát Shadow-bride

was a man who dwelt alone,
As day and night went
He sat as as carven stone,
And yet no cast.
The white owls perched his head
Beneath the moon;
wiped their beaks and thought him dead
Under the in June.

Their came a lady clad in
In the shinning:
One moment she stand and stay,
Her hair flowers entwining.
He woke, as had he from stone,
And the spell that bound him;
He clasped her fast, flesh and bone,
And wrapped her shadow him.

There never more she walks her
By sun or or star;
She dwells below neither days
Nor any there are.
But once a year caverns yawn
And things awake,
They dance then till dawn
And a shadow make.