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The frost and the snow, and St. David's wind, All these that were, time out of mind,
All these a many times have been Since thou the Upland Town hast seen."
Then never a word spake Goldilocks Till they came adown from the wheaten shocks.
And there beside his love he stood And he saw her body sweet and good.
Then round her love his arms he cast: "The years are as a tale gone past.
But many the years that yet shall be Of the merry tale of thee and me.
Come, love, and look on the Fathers' Hall, And the folk of the kindred one and all!
For now the Fathers' House is kind, And all the ill is left behind.
And Goldilocks and Goldilocks Shall dwell in the land of the Wheaten Shocks."
LOVE IS ENOUGH
OR
THE FREEING OF PHARAMOND
_DRAMATIS PERSONAE_
GILES, } _Peasant-folk._ JOAN, _his Wife_, }
THE EMPEROR.
THE EMPRESS.
THE MAYOR.
A COUNCILLOR.
MASTER OLIVER, _King Pharamond's Foster-father_.
A NORTHERN LORD.
KING PHARAMOND.
AZALAIS, _his Love_.
KING THEOBALD.
HONORIUS, _the Councillor_.
LOVE.
LOVE IS ENOUGH
ARGUMENT
This story, which is told by way of a morality set before an Emperor and Empress newly wedded, showeth of a King whom nothing but Love might satisfy, who left all to seek Love, and, having found it, found this also, that he had enough, though he lacked all else.
_In the streets of a great town where the people are gathered together thronging to see the Emperor and Empress pa.s.s_.
GILES
Look long, Joan, while I hold you so, For the silver trumpets come arow.
JOAN
O the sweet sound! the glorious sight!
O Giles, Giles, see this glittering Knight!
GILES
Nay 'tis the Marshalls'-sergeant, sweet-- --Hold, neighbour, let me keep my feet!-- There, now your head is up again; Thus held up have you aught of pain?
JOAN
Nay, clear I see, and well at ease!
G.o.d's body! what fair Kings be these?
GILES