Yea, though I have longed so sore to be with thee since the
day of Shadowy Vale, and though I have wearied of the slow wearing of
the days, and it hath tormented me; yet now that I am with thee, I
bless the torment of my longing; for it is but my longing that
compelleth me to cast away my fear of thee and caress thee, because I
have learned how sweet it is to love thee thus.'
He wound his arms about her, and sweeter was their longing than mere
joy; and though their love was beyond measure, yet was therein no
shame to aught, not even to the lovely Dale and that fair season of
spring, so goodly they were among the children of men.
In a while they arose and turned homeward, and went over the open
meadow, and it was yet early, and the dew was as heavy on the grass
as before, though the wide sunlight was now upon it, glittering on
the wet blades, and shining through the bells of the chequered
daffodils till they looked like gouts of blood.
'Look,' said Sun-beam, as they went along by the same way whereas
they came, 'deemest thou not that other speech-friends besides us
have been abroad to talk together apart on this morning of the eve of
battle.
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