I N fairest garden wandered
Two lovers hand in hand:
Two pale and phantom beings,
They sate in a flowery land.

On the cheek they kissed each other,
They kissed with mouth to mouth;
They lay in close embraces,
They were fair and full of youth.

Two dismal bells were pealing,
The dream had passed away —
She in her convent chamber,
He in a dungeon lay.

I N fairest garden wandered
Two lovers hand in hand:
Two pale and phantom beings,
They sate in a flowery land.

On the cheek they kissed each other,
They kissed with mouth to mouth;
They lay in close embraces,
They were fair and full of youth.

Two dismal bells were pealing,
The dream had passed away —
She in her convent chamber,
He in a dungeon lay.