And the next moment he mounted his horse and galloped away.
CHAPTER XXXI.
FIRST ABSENCE.
I heard thy light, careless farewell, love,
And patiently saw thee depart—
Ay, patiently. But could words tell, love,
The sorrow that swelled in my heart?
Yet tearless and still though I stood, love,
Thy last words are thrilling me yet,
And my lips would now breathe if they could, love,
The deep prayer—“Oh do not forget.”—Anon.