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Canto III.]
THE COCOONING.
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XIV.

"If thou the moon wilt be
Sailing in glory,
I 'll be the halo white
Hovering every night
Around and o'er thee!"

XV.

"Yet shall thy shadowy arm
Embrace me never!
I will turn virgin rose,
And all my thorns oppose
To thee for ever!"

XVI.

"If thou become a rose,
Vain too shall this be!
Seest thou not that I,
As a bright butterfly,
Freely may kiss thee?"

XVII.

"Urge, then, thy mad pursuit:
Idly thou 'lt follow!
I 'll in the deep wood bide;
I 'll in the old oak bide,
Gnarlèd and hollow."

XVIII.

"In the dim forest glade
Wilt thou be hidden?
I 'll be the ivy-vine,
And my long arms entwine
Round thee unbidden!"