PALOMIDES.
Who would not be happy, to have found what he sought? I was sad of old. But now the days seem lighter and more sweet than harmless birds in the hand…. And if old moments come again by chance, I draw near Astolaine, and you would think I threw a window open on the dawn…. She has a soul that can be seen around her,—that takes you in its arms like an ailing child and without saying anything to you consoles you for everything…. I shall never understand it at all.—I do not know how it can all be; but my knees bend in spite of me when I speak of it….
ALLADINE.
I want to go in again.