So in the soft night, under the forest trees, in the hush that falls

before dawn, those two kissed and comforted one another. It was as in

a field of blood that the rod of love thrust into flower at last. But

the forest which had seen the graft held the flower by right. None

watched their espousal save the trees and the mild faces of the stars.




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