...a glimmering girl
with apple blossom in her hair
who called me by my name and ran
and vanished in the brightening a...
Though I am old with wandering
through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone
and see her lips and take her hand...Trainee nymph wanders off humming, accompanied by strange rustling and rattling sounds from yonder olive groveā¦