POETEY OF FLOWERS, 199 
Not a word did Wilhelm utter : and my lips in si¬ 
lence bound 
By that holy kiss he gave me, could not frame a 
single sound. 
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‘ Then he placed within my bosom, with a smile 
the rose of gold, 
And my heart leaped up within me as I felt his 
dear arms fold 
Round me ; and a wondrous lightness shot through 
all this drooping frame, 
■Vhile above my shoulders budded two bright 
wings of amber flame. 
'In the air we rose together, I and Wilhelm,hand 
in hand ; 
Like two wandering doves we floated over sea and 
over land ; 
Higher—till the air grew clearer, and the earth 
beneath grew dim. 
And afar we heard the angels chant our glorious 
nuptial hymn. 
‘ In each other’s arms we floated all the blessed 
stars among. 
Till I wakened with the music of the skylark’s 
matin song. 
Sister! tell me now what meaneth this most 
happy dream of mine ?’ 
Weeping, turning away her sister, for too well she 
knew the sign. 
