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Great bliss was with them, and great happiness Grew, like a lusty flower in June's caress.

Parting they seem'd to tread upon the air,
 * Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart

Only to meet again more close, and share
 * The inward fragrance of each other's heart,

She, to her chamber gone, a ditty fair
 * Sang, of delicious love and honey'd dart;

He with light steps went up a western hill, And bade the sun farewell, and joy'd his fill.

All close they met again, before the dusk
 * Had taken from the stars its pleasant veil,

All close they met, all eves, before the dusk
 * Had taken from the stars its pleasant veil,

Close in a bower of hyacinth and musk,
 * Unknown of any, free from whispering tale,

Ah! better had it been forever so, Than idle ears should pleasure in their woe.

Were they unhappy then?—It cannot be—
 * Too many tears for lovers have been shed,

Too many sighs give we to them in fee,
 * Too much of pity after they are dead,

Too many doleful stories do we see,
 * Whose matter in bright gold were best be read;

Except in such a page where Theseus' spouse Over the pathless waves towards him bows.