By Luna's silvery beams.
How radiantly dost thou wear thy jewels
Upon thy bosom fair,—made fairer still
By Luna's silvery beams.
He.—The poet is nature's interpreter. He expresses what we feel; what we should wish to say, were we able to express our thoughts in poetic language. But sometimes he does not interpret truly. Wasn't it Browning who said:
"Never the time and the place
And the loved one altogether"?
She.—I don't see the relevancy of the quotation. We must go back to the hotel. Our friends will miss us.
He.—But you haven't heard my lesson yet, as we used to say in school. I have to recite all the golden rules, and add our new one. What shall it be?