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Rh But, as they happily rode to the holy and white abode, They were watched from a cloud above by the mischievous god of Love,
 * Who envied Friendship's reign.

They dreamt not of danger near, and their hearts felt no shade of fear, As they laid their rich offerings of flowers and precious things
 * At Friendship's lovely feet.

They lingered long near the shrine, in the air of its peace divine ; By the shadowed stream they strayed, where often the heavenly maid
 * Would smile upon their rest.

One day, with her white robe flown, she passed like a dream alone, Where they sat in a converse sweet, with the silver stream at their feet
 * As still and as wise as they.