Of one short summer night!
"A wondrous night, when two reflections hovered,
Dreaming of love aloud
Here by the pool, until the moon was covered
By an impending cloud;
"And then they lost each other. Where but lately
The magic mirror shone,
A wider shadow, cruelly, sedately,
Passes ... and we are gone."
The Dreamer stayed: "Who speaks of passing here?