Chapter LXVI: Book VII: The Capture Is Completed

_The shadow of a dark cloud had fallen upon the woods, and the voices of the birds were strangely hushed.

“There is a spell about this place for me,” she said, and quoted--

“Here came I often, often in old days--
Thyrsis and I, we still had Thyrsis then!”

“Where is Thyrsis now?” she asked; and he smiled sadly, and responded:

“Ah me! this many a year
My pipe is lost, my shepherd’s holiday!
Needs must I lose them, needs with heavy heart
Into the world and wave of men depart!”_