Thus the two in love are wed.”

The two, aged sire and dame, how they?

“The tree protects the tender vine,

The vine in turn binds firm the tree:

The two are one in shade and shine.”

What of the plant, O man, the plant?

“Adream in life’s fair sleep it lies

Until the Autumn Suns aslant

Shoot gleaming thwart the glowing skies!”