Should pass that way and hear us laughing low

Like lovers, in the darkness, side by side,

He might catch this:—"The dullards do not know

That names are names. New 'rebel' is old 'thrall.'"

And we're the lonely dreamers after all.

[THE COMPANIONS]

HOW few are they that voyage through the night

On that eternal quest,

For that strange light beyond our light,