And for remembrance' sake my heart thou hast.
Weep not because I leave thee for a day—
Nay, do not weep, for it will soon be past;
And, I advise thee, heed not if they say,
"Journeys like this long years are wont to last."
Down at Reggio, Karro makes much poetry, and, were it not for his defective education, one might think that he had been studying Byron:
If I am forced far from thine eyes to go,
Doubt not, ah! never doubt my constancy;
The very truth I tell, if thou wouldst know—
Distance makes stronger my fidelity.