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JOAN
Wherewith shall we be garlanded?
GILES
For thee the buds of roses red.
JOAN
For her white roses widest blown.
GILES
The jasmine boughs for Pharamond's crown.
JOAN
And sops-in-wine for thee, fair love.
GILES
Surely our feast shall deeper move The kind heart of the summer-tide Than many a day of pomp and pride; And as by moon and stars well lit Our kissing lips shall finish it, Full satisfied our hearts shall be With that well-won felicity.
JOAN
Ah, sweetheart, be not all so sure: Love, who beyond all worlds shall dure, Mid pleading sweetness still doth keep A goad to stay his own from sleep; And I shall long as thou shalt long For unknown cure of unnamed wrong As from our happy feast we pa.s.s Along the rose-strewn midnight gra.s.s-- --Praise Love who will not be forgot!
GILES
Yea, praise we Love who sleepeth not!
--Come, o'er much gold mine eyes have seen, And long now for the pathway green, And rose-hung ancient walls of grey Yet warm with suns.h.i.+ne gone away.
JOAN
Yea, full fain would I rest thereby, And watch the flickering martins fly About the long eave-bottles red And the clouds lessening overhead: E'en now meseems the cows are come Unto the grey gates of our home, And low to hear the milking-pail: The peac.o.c.k spreads abroad his tail Against the sun, as down the lane The milkmaids pa.s.s the moveless wain, And stable door, where the roan team An hour agone began to dream Over the dusty oats.-- Come, love, Noises of river and of grove And moving things in field and stall And night-birds' whistle shall be all Of the world's speech that we shall hear By then we come the garth anear: For then the moon that hangs aloft These thronged streets, lightless now and soft, Unnoted, yea, e'en like a shred Of yon wide white cloud overhead, Sharp in the dark star-sprinkled sky Low o'er the willow boughs shall lie; And when our chamber we shall gain Eastward our drowsy eyes shall strain If yet perchance the dawn may show.
--O Love, go with us as we go, And from the might of thy fair hand Cast wide about the blooming land The seed of such-like tales as this!
--O Day, change round about our bliss, Come, restful night, when day is done!
Come, dawn, and bring a fairer one!
