Gazes into his eyes with growing rapture, throws
her arms paſſionately round his neck and remains so for some time. She then ſtarts up in wild terror.
Away! Away!
Fly the profaned one!
Unholy
The clasp of her arm;
In shame, dishonoured,
This body died.
Fling it from thee,
Flee from the corpse
The winds scatter her dust——
The foul one who loved one so fair!
When in his loving embrace
She rested in rapture pure,
And all the love of the man
Was hers who loved him alone——
