When, seeking help, I showed my heart to thee.
Theodora:
And yet those very words which cut adrift
Thy heart from mine at first, soon went to prove
That all of this could not be otherwise—
Hearts often have to point the way to fate.
Strader:
And when thy heart pronounced the fateful word
My soul was flooded o’er with waves of life
Which, though I could not feel, I knew were there;