Most careful hold around my neck,
And scream not till our course we check!”
And round his neck her arms she twineth,
And heaven’s winds his flight assigneth.
On earth they grew up well protected,
The boy to manhood had attained,
A beauteous maiden, she, perfected,
When first they met, as seemed ordained.
Were early memories, reviving,
To draw them soul to soul now striving?