Her small hand fluttered down upon his arm.

He caught his breath as tho' the leaping blood

That fled before this touch were very flame,

Then slowly, slowly turned, and in her eyes

Gave up his heart's desire. No word was said.

She knew not that she loved, he only knew

She was the moon of women; but their hearts,

Wiser than they, had flowered into one.

Then as she passed beneath the swinging leaves,

He caught the wreath wherewith on Tonga's shore

The maids had crowned him "King of Love and Beauty,"

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And cast it from him with a high disdain

Of token other than from Taka's hand.

She laughed to see it, and her step was light

Along the flowery way.

Love in this land

Grows into perfect stature as the swift

Sweet growth of nature. In these gracious souls

Love stood full-armed, godlike, from birth. Their lips

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