Unaware that I saw, I carried her straight to her couch.
"Lay me down," she said, "and cover me from the warm air; it hurts--a little.

Your bed is there, next to mine.

I shall see you when I wake." She was already asleep.

I threw myself on my couch--blessed as never was man on the eve of his wedding.
"Come, sweet cold," I said, "and still my heart speedily." But there came instead a glimmer of light in the chamber, and I saw the face of Adam approaching.

He had not the candle, yet I saw him.