More young bewitchment than her own sweet ways.—
Then as the night with moonlight and perfume,
And dew and darkness, qualifies the whole
Dim world with glamour, shall the past with dreams—
That were the love-theme of their lives—illume
The present with remembered hours, with gleams,
Long lost to him, that bring them soul to soul?
VII
No! not for her and him that part—the Might-
Have-Been's sad consolation! where had bent,