Day thrust its brightness through the window-pane.
They, locked together, strove to keep Day out
And could not, whence they grew aware of dread.
She, his beloved, casting her arms about
Her loved one, caught him close to her again.
Her eyes drenched both their cheeks. She said:
"One body and two hearts are we." (Wolfram von Eschenbach)

Day thrust its brightness through the window-pane. They, locked together, strove to keep Day out And could not, whence they grew aware of dread. She, his beloved, casting her arms about Her loved one, caught him close to her again. Her eyes drenched both their cheeks. She said: "One body and two hearts are we."

Wolfram von Eschenbach

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