Here you will find thePoemBright, o bright Fedalmaof poet George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans)
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 like 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! Child of light! Child of light, Fedalma!
