XXXIV.
Nothing they spake—but of that faithful band
One after other rising from his place
Drew near, and knelt and kissed the Prince’s hand,
As though that hand dispersed all gifts and grace:
He raised and wound them in a strict embrace
One after other—“Brothers of my heart,
Henceforth for good or ill we never part.”
XXXV.
—“Oh wish us not then any more away,