AZALAIS (coming near to him again)
O Love, there was fear in thine eyes as thou wakenedst;
Thy first words were of dreaming and death—but we die not.
KING PHARAMOND
In thine eyes was a terror as thy lips' touches faded,
Sore trembled thine arms as they fell away from me;
And thy voice was grown piteous with words of beseeching,
So that still for a little my search seemed unended.
—Ah, enending, unchanging desire fulfils me!
I cry out for thy comfort as thou clingest about me.
O joy hard to bear, but for memory of sorrow,
But for pity of past days whose bitter is sweet now!
Let us speak, love, together some word of our story,
That our lips as they part may remember the glory.
AZALAIS
O Love, kiss me into silence lest no word avail me;
Stay my head with thy bosom lest breath and life fail me.
THE MUSIC
LOVE IS ENOUGH: while ye deemed him a-sleeping,
There were signs of his coming and sounds of his feet;
His touch it was that would bring you to weeping,