Xim. It well may be!
There are far deeper and far warmer hues
Than those which draw their colouring from the founts
Of youth, or health, or hope.
Elm. Nay, speak not thus!
There’s that about thee shining which would send
E’en through my heart a sunny glow of joy,
Were’t not for these sad words. The dim cold air
And solemn light, which wrap these tombs and shrines
As a pale gleaming shroud, seem kindled up