Would set us safely forth beyond the rule

Of the Black Lily. Next, as hand in hand

We stood, our lips met in a first long kiss,

And then we parted.

With his vanishing

The thing grew like a dream, and as in dream

I seemed to walk the next day and the next;

For all my thoughts were of that coming night,

And all my fear was lest it should not come.

And all the old-time animosities,