Save!, do I for him anger hold? Nay - I knew I was fey!" "Had I what it taketh I would do; I sense - I cannot sense, I am - yet! I am not - Once I kiss'd the image Of the Seven Angels of Death..." "Yet as thou so didst, On my lips a kiss landéd, And with the shadows blendéd The tendermost silken mourn; In which the light hidden is - Yon Hell's brazen doors Wrothfully it trieth to push.