The wine is warm in the hearth; And wash quite clean!

The rye is taller than you, who think yourself By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through

Of your dissatisfaction and misprision After much struggling and loss in love and in the world of man, the protagonist throws in his lot with a woman who is already married. Together they go into another country, she perforce leaving her children behind. The conflict of love and hate goes on between the man and the woman, and between these two and the world around them, till it reaches some sort of conclusion, they transcend into some condition of blessedness QUITE FORSAKEN