Discreetly clicks--"_Quick! Act! Speak up!_"
A tension circles both her slender
Wrists--and her raised eyes flash in splendor.

Even as he feels his dazzled own.--
Then, blindingly, round either thrown,
They feel a stress of arms that ever
Strain tremblingly--and "_Never! Never!_"

Is whispered brokenly, with half
A sob, like a belated laugh,--
While cloyingly their blurred kiss closes,
Sweet as the dew's lip to the rose's.

[Illustration: (THEIR SWEET SORROW)]




[Illustration: (JUDITH)]

JUDITH


O her eyes are amber-fine--
Dark and deep as wells of wine,
While her smile is like the noon
Splendor of a day of June.
If she sorrow--lo! her face
It is like a flowery space