ys made them what they are.
You will not be impatient, my sweet lord.
Some of the halls have long been locked and barred,
And some have secret doors and hard to find
Till suddenly you touch them unawares,
And down a sable way runs silver light.
We two will search together for the keys,
But not to-day. Let us sit here to-day,
Since all is yours and always will be yours.

(The stars appear faintly one by one.)

K. (After a pause.)
I grow a little drowsy with the dusk.

L. (Singing.)
There was a man that loved a maid,
(Sleep and take your rest)
Over her lips his kiss was laid,
Over her heart, his breast.

(The knight sleeps.)

All of his vows were sweet to hear,
Sweet was his kiss to take;
Why was her breast so quick to fear,
Why was her heart, to break?

Why was the man so glad to woo?
(Sleep and take your rest)
Why were the maiden's words so few----

(She sees that he is asleep, and slipping off her long cloak-like
outer garment, she pillows his head upon it against the parapet,
and half kneeling at his feet she sings very softly:)

I love you, I love you, I love you,
I am the flower at your feet,
The birds and the stars are above you,
My place is more sweet.

The birds and the stars are above you,
They envy the flower in the grass,
For I, only I, while I love you
Can die as you pass.

(Light clouds veil the stars, growing denser constantly.
The castle bell rings for vespers, and rising, the lady moves
to a corner of the parapet and kneels there.)

L.
Ave Maria! gratia plena, Dominus----

Voice of the Page (from the foot of the tower.)
My lord, my lord, they call for you at court!

(The knight wakes. It is now quite dark.)

There is a tourney toward; your enemy
Has challenged you. My lord, make haste to come!

(The knight rises and gropes his way toward the stairs.)

K.
I will make haste. Await me where you are.

(To himself.)
There was a lady on this tower with me----

(He glances around hurriedly but does not see her in the darkness.)

Page.
My lord has far to ride before the dawn!

K. (To himself.)
Why should I tarry?

(To the page.)
Bring my horse and shield!

(He descends. As the noise of his footfall on the stairs dies away,
the lady gropes toward the stairway, then turns suddenly, and going to
the ledge where they have sat, she throws herself over the pa