THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 
83 
Shall be shot at bold intruders who would 
violate your peace ; 
Lightning shall keep watch and warden through 
the sea-born isles of Greece. 
Sleep !  Sleep ! 
Sleep, ye happy lovers, sleep, 
Soft and dreamless, sweet and deep, 
Sleep !  Sleep ! 
 
We will steal away 
Till the break of day. 
 
ARCHAIS 
 
In the arms of love at last 
Love is anchored fast, 
Firm beyond the rage of Heaven, safe beyond 
the ocean blast. 
 
CHARICLES 
 
In the arms of love close prest, 
And thy tender breast 
Pillows now my happy head ;  softly breezes from 
the west 
 
Both 
 
Stir the ring-dove’s nest.