I Shook a Trembling, Entreating Hand, and Drew It Back, and Now Forward

I stood and stared at them every whit within me, numb and cold by the suddenness of it. And then the apparition slowly lifted her eyes to mine. And i the wildest sensations of the strong old love and brand new fear possessed me. What do you tell me that affection dies? Why there in that shadowed tent, so long after, so untimely, so strange and useless? All the old stream of the love i had borne for that beautiful slave girl, though it had been cold and overlaid by other loves for a thousand years, welled up in my heart. On a sudden i made half a pace towards her. I stretched a trembling, entreating