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THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 
Love that is lighter than scorn, 
Love, that is strong as a king, 
Love, through the gate that is horn, 
Sing ! 
 
Then Charicles rejoicing quickly ran 
And chose a lyre, and thus his song began 
Rippling through melodies unheard of man. 
 
 
SONG OF CHARICLES 
 
Wake, fairy maid, for the day 
Blushes our curtain to shake ; 
Summer and blossoms of May 
Wake ! 
 
Lilies drink light on the lake, 
Laughter drives dreamland away, 
Kisses shall woo thee, and slake 
 
Passion with amorous play, 
Clip thee and love, for Love’s sake. 
Wake and caress me, I pray, 
Wake !