And then——
Mor. (hurriedly.) Yes! then you saved me!
Aym. Then I knew,
At once, what springs of deeper happiness
Lay far within my soul; and they burst forth
Troubled and dash’d with fear—yet sweet! I loved!
Moraima! leave me not!
Mor. For us to love!
Oh! is’t not taking sorrow to our hearts,
Binding her there? I know not what I say!