lxxi      And when the Steward held the harp he cried, "How did you get it? Please, I have to know!" Etain then answered him, "Sir, once I spied At noon a sloe-black raven hovering low ..."

lxix    When they approached they knocked upon the gate. The agèd Porter asked, "Who are you two Who dare to call on us. You know it's late." Etain cried out, "We'll sing and play for..."

 They rose and hand in hand toward home went on their way. lxv      They knew they wouldn't find that grafted tree When first the cherry orchard came at hand. But what a shock! No, how..."

Alas, when he arose he saw a stream Instead of Lethe. He tried to understand. He saw a rock. He cried, "Was it a dream?"    Of Orpheus he thought. His cry rose to a scream! lviii      ..."

liii    They hurried swiftly through the open gate. Their hearts beat fast. They panted wet with sweat. Thought it was scarcely safe, they couldn't wait. They laughed and hugged. His lips..."

xlviii      "I wish that woman lying there, Etain, May have a wish." The monarch's wrath rose sore! Although his rule he knew he must maintain The Queen's disdain he didn't dare ignore. He..."

xliv    And though Etain appeared to him entranced Just so he sang to her, till on each cheek He saw the trails of tears as they advanced. The Queen was crying too. She couldn't speak But..."

   I learned this ballad in my youth.    Perhaps the tale will bring you joy.    Our elders tell our people of The Fall of Troy.    Great Hektor was a Trojan prince.    'Twixt Greece..."

xxxviii      With both his hands he struck the gate. "Who dares to come untaken?" someone cried. He pounded once again. He couldn't wait To see his dear Etain. "Let me inside! It's cold..."

They halted near a river. Orfeo Observed an agèd boatman. "Will you row Me to the other side?" he kindly asked. "What? Ferry you across? Fool! don't you know Those shiny waves give no..."