76 
THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 
And kissed on either cheek by sun and rain. 
She trembled and began.  The troop was fain 
To keep pure silence while her notes resound 
Over the forest and the marshy ground. 
 
 
ARCHAIS 
 
Green and gold the meadows lie 
In the sunset’s eye. 
Green and silver the woods glow 
When the sun is low, 
And the moon sails up like music on a sea of 
breathing snow. 
 
Chain and curse are passed away ; 
Love proclaims the day. 
Dawned his sunrise o’er the sea, 
Changing olive waves to be 
Founts of emerald and sapphire ;  he is risen, we 
are free. 
 
Light and dark are wed together 
Into golden weather ; 
Sun and moon have kissed, and built 
Palaces star-gilt 
Whence a crystal stream of joy, love’s eternal 
wine, is spilt.