Make ends meet

He loves me - not - he loves me - not

(Plucking off the last leaf with fond joy.)

And this flower - language, darling, let it be, A heavenly oracle! He loveth

thee! Know'st thou the meaning of, He loveth thee? (He seizes both her

Nay! Do not tremble, love! Let this hand - pressure, let this glance reveal

Feelings, all power of speech above; To give oneself up wholly and to feel A

joy that must eternal prove! Eternal! - Yes, its end would be despair. No end!

(Margaret presses his hand, extricates herself, and runs away. He stands a