You were the first to break in lamentation
When I myself still held my wailings back
To prove you. Was’t not so?
Mar.
In Jericho
The hideous hap had dizzied all my mind.
It came too swift—From board to bath, from bath
To grave—a brother! Whirlwinds swept my brain!
But if against my sovereign and my husband
I barred the door, slant-thoughted and stone-hearted,