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Oh, the pale shadows of immortal love,
That shiver in the eyes of mortal maids,
Cannot drink up the waters of desire,
That eddy stormily, until my heart
Is borne upon them to the last of isles,
The spring of life, the love of all the world.
Oh Angus, oh white haunter of the world,
Wandering mist that hides the heart of earth,
I come at last back to the king of love,
And cast my soul into the endless sea.
[He turns to the tree. Seeing Mairi’s figure in the branches he starts.
There is a shadow in the lower branches
Too dark to be the bright wraith of the mist.
[He goes towards the tree and sees who it is.
Mairi!
[He is silent. Then he realizes.
Mairi! And did you cast away your life,
Lily of Morven, cast your soul away
For me, oh love?

[A light shines over her heart, and gradually spreads over the whole body.

Alastair. My brain is all afire,

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