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Her fringes brushed
His garment's hem
As the harmonies rushed
Through each of them:
Her lips could be heard
In the creed and psalms,
And their fingers neared
At the giving of alms.
And women and men,
The matins ended,
By looks commended
Them, joined again.
Quickly said she,
"Don't undeceive them—
Better thus leave them:"
"Quite so," said he.
Slight words!—the last
Between them said,
Those two, once wed,
Who had not stood fast.
Diverse their ways
Fron the western door,
To meet no more
In their span of days.
