text:  "Said he--'Wake me by no gesture --sound of breath or stir of vesture; Let the blessed apparition melt not yet _to its divine_! No approaching--hush! no breathing! or my heart must swoon to death in The too utter life thou bringest--O thou dream of Geraldine!' "Ever evermore the while in a slow silence she kept smiling-- But the tears ran over lightly from her eyes and tenderly; 'Dost thou Bertram truly love me? Is no woman far above me Found more worthy of thy poet-heart than such a one as _I_?' "Said he--'I would dream so ever like the flowing of that river Flowing ever in a shadow greenly onward to the sea; So thou vision of all sweetness--princely to a full completeness -- Would my heart and life flow onward--deathward--through this dream of THEE!' "Ever evermore the while in a slow silence she kept smiling -- While the shining tears ran faster down the blushing of her cheeks; Then with both her hands enfolding both of his she softly told him 'Bertram if I say I love thee 