In A Garden Sweet Went Walking Two Lovers Hand In Hand; Two Pallid Figures, Low Talking, They Sat In The Flowery Land. They Kissed On The Cheek One Another, And They Kissed Upon The Mouth; They Held In Their Arms Each The Other, And Back Came Their Health And Youth. Two Little Bells Rang Shrilly-- And The Lovely Dream Was Dead! She Lay In The Cloister Chilly; He Afar On His Dungeon-Bed.