regained its strength. Grief lifted her brimming eyes to his and caught their power.
A great wave of tenderness broke over the mournful face of Fate; her calm glance rested prophetically on the two figures as she addressed them for the last time.
"But her love of thee shall endure until the Lilies of Grief are lost in the Roses of Love; for Love shall be king of Grief, and of Time, and of Eternity."
UNTIL THE LILIES OF GRIEF ARE LOST IN THE ROSES OF LOVE
