Makes sound. So you will hear it coming home,
The rumor of that death. My friend is right.
Marry the maiden.”
But the words came strangely,
Out of some older earth, and even she
The speaker knew their failure; for she frowned.
Bruce turned his head again, fearing the hemlock
Heard. Yet no one listened there; no fourth one
Followed this lofty fellow who in patience
Folded his arms and smiled—as if he too