“For faithful service done,
Lo, here reward! To-morrow shall ye wed,
And so be one.”
“ ‘Not so,’ said Koit; ‘for sweeter far to me
The joy that neareth still;
Then grant us ever fast betrothed to be.”
They had their will.
“And now the blazing lustre to transfer
Himself, is all his claim;
Warm from her lover's hand it comes to her,