human
O if this be! I said--
gpt
They floated on the pool,
human
Ah fair! ah fresh they shine! And there are many left, and these are mine.
gpt
Love, they are whitest lilies e'er were blown.
human
And sayest thou so? she sighed in murmurs sweet;
gpt
I have nought else to give thee now, mine own! For it is night. Then take them, love! said she:
human
They have been costly flowers to thee--and me.
gpt
My own