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quarry, and she was also the hound The darkness was passionate

and breathing with i

to receive her in her flight And how could she start--and

how could she let go? She must leap from the known into the

unknown Her feet and hands beat like a an, and the bonds began to slip To with the bride, quick and fluid and as if in another

element, inaccessible as the creatures that ent in with another partner The music came in

waves One couple after another ashed and absorbed into the

deep underwater of the dance

"Co her hand on his

arm

At the touch of her hand on his arm, his consciousness melted

away from him He took her into his arms, as if into the sure,

subtle power of his will, and they beca on the slippery grass It would be endless,

this movement, it would continue for ever It was his will and

her will locked in a trance of , never yielding one to the other It

was a glaucous, intertwining, delicious flux and contest in

flux