To undertake her lessons, and would sit
Apparently in fear lest aught should mar—
By some catastrophe to him afar—
Her own anticipations, and destroy
Their mutual bodings of conjugal joy:
She’d read his letters (and give each a kiss),
In which, alone, she found a world of bliss;
And oftentimes a tear would damp her face
Whilst she replaced them in her writing-case.
On one occasion, when Jane heard the lark’s