The youth in meeting read the damsel’s face,
As if he meant her inmost thoughts to trace;
On which her colour changed, as if she meant
To give her aid, and help his kind intent.
Both smiled and parted, but they did not speak—
The smile implied, “Do tell me what you seek.”
They took their different ways with erring feet,
And met again, surprised that they could meet; 290
Then must they speak—and something of the air
Is always ready—“’Tis extremely fair!”