1890-91.1 CELTIC, ROMAN AND GREEK TYPES. 



She : If thou the waters' nature take, 

 Myself a flying cloud I'll make, 

 And sail away, beyond thy ken 

 To lands of other climes and men. 



He : Oh Magali, if thou would'st fly 

 To distant land of other sky, 

 I'll be a chariot of the air 

 And carry thee triumphant there. 



She : Art thou the gale that flings the spray ? 

 I'll take my flight another way, 

 I'll be the all pervading sun | 

 That thaws the ice it shines upon. 



He: O Magali, if thou absorb 



The essence of the solar orb, 



The salamander will I be 



And drink all day full draughts of thee. 



She : If thou the form of lizard wear 



That in the thicket makes its lair, 

 I'll be the far off Queen of night 

 While witches dance beneath my light. 



He: Oh, Magali, if thou should'st be 

 The moon in her full majesty, 

 I'll be the soft and silken haze 

 And weave a prison round thy rays. 



She : If thou with mist would wrap me round 

 Not in thy net will I be found, 

 I'll be the virgin rose, and blush 

 To hear my praises from the thrush. 



He: O Magali, if thou assume 



The mantle of the roses bloom, 

 I'll be the jo>ous butterfly 

 And kiss and sip thee till I die. 



She: Nay, rash pursuer, though thou run 



With winged speed, thou'lt be outdone. 

 For in the forest thick and dark, 

 The oak shall lock me in its bark. 



He : O Magali, adoptest thou 



The oak that climbs the mountain brow, 



I'll turn to loving ivy vine 



Round trunk and branch my arms to twine. 



195 



