Jephthah and Other Mysteries

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 119 THE HONOURABLE ADULTERERS. I, HIS STORY. LOOKED beneath her eyelids, where her eyes Like stars were deep, and dim like summer skies ; I looked beneath their lashes; and behold! My own thought mirrored in their maiden gold. Shame drew to them to cloud their light with lies, . And shrank back shamed ; and Love waxed bright and bold. | ) The devilish circle of the fiery ring Became one moment like a littlé thing, And Truth and God were'near us to withdraw The veil of Love’s unalterable law. - We feared no fury of the jealous King, But, lest in honour love should find a flaw. Only our looks and trembling lips we dread, And the dear nimbus of a lover’s head, The dreamy splendour and the dim delight ' That feels the fragrance fallen from the night,