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THE MASQUE:

First Part.

The Scene is an open loggia giving upon a garden in winter, with leafless trees, and cypresses. The rain stands in pools; over all is the soughing of a great wind. A fitful sunshine comes and goes.

After the Second Sounding

The Chorus of twelve poets and twelve ladies, robed alike in sad-coloured habits, comes into the garden, and looking towards a terminal statue of Memory which is in it, says this:

I

Of quiet death.

We have lost what we had won,
Love's reward for love's work done.
Sightless Memory receiv'd
No news, if we joy'd or griev'd.
Were we lov'd? She lov'd us not.
Pity-worth? Behov'd us not.