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_] Why do you weep?

_Forgael. _ I weep because I've nothing for your eyes
But desolate waters and a battered ship.

_Dectora. _ O, why do you not lift your eyes to mine?

_Forgael. _ I weep--I weep because bare night's above,
And not a roof of ivory and gold.

_Dectora. _ I would grow jealous of the ivory roof,
And strike the golden pillars with my hands.
I would that there was nothing in the world
But my beloved--that night and day had perished,
And all that is and all that is to be,
All that is not the meeting of our lips.

_Forgael. _ Why do you turn your eyes upon bare night?
Am I to fear the waves, or is the moon
My enemy?

_Dectora. _ I looked upon the moon,
Longing to knead and pull it into shape
That I might lay it on your head as a crown.
But now it is your thoughts that wander away,
For you are looking at the sea. Do you not know
How great a wrong it is to let one's thought
Wander a moment when one is in love?

[_He has moved away. She follows him. He is looking out
over the sea, shading his eyes. _

_Dectora. _ Why are you looking at the sea?

_Forgael. _ Look there!
There where the cloud creeps up upon the moon.

_Dectora. _ What is there but a troop of ash-grey birds
That fly into the west?

[_The scene darkens, but there is a ray of light upon
the figures. _

_Forgael. _ But listen, listen!

_Dectora.