And his angel I ought to be, in this,
For 'tis he who is tempted, and not I.
O, women have no temptations at all;
They have only to keep their white lives white;
But men are so tempted, that men must fall—
O wonderful Harry who stands upright!
Again the sweet evenings we had at first:
He reads, and I work; or we play and sing;
And looks and words that, if life were accurs'd,