Looking straight in my face without surprise;
But it seems that he cannot understand,
And very wide of the mark he replies—
'I will not shadow that innocent heart
With the lightest cloud that may dim its light.'
'But my life in your life must take its part,
Or I am lost in the darkness of night.
I married you, Harry, for good or ill,
For better or worse, for sickness or health.
O let me the beautiful vow fulfil,