Classic Poem

"The myrtle bush grew shady
Down by the ford.'--
"Is it even so?' said my lady.
"Even so!' said my lord.
"The leaves are set too thick together
For the point of a sword.'

"The arras in your room hangs close,
No light between!
You wedded one of those
That see unseen."--
"Is it even so?' said the King's Majesty.
"Even so!' said the Queen.