O happy school-days that are past and done!
O beautiful friendship, unsoiled by tears!
Restlessly, wearily eager am I—
(Do girls feel thus when about to elope?)—
I leave Harry's home 'neath a star-lit sky,
And my heart beats high with a single hope.
And my heart beats high with a single hope,
Which has come on a sudden when unsought;
In all the wide world there is only scope
For a single hope and a single thought.