He loved with an exceeding love, essayed,
With clumsy hint and far-fetched parable,
To break the truth to her. At length—at length,
By very slow degrees—light came to her!
Shall I go on?
Vav. (faintly). No need—I know the rest!
The maiden died—she pardoned him, and died!
(Vavir during the ensuing lines shows symptoms of fainting.)
Flor. (passionately). No, no—Vavir—she lived—the maiden lived!
He was not worth a tear—she loved him well,