And somepin’ else she laughed to hear, though both her eyes wuz dim,
’Bout “trustin’ Love and Heav’n above, sence Lide married him!”
MY BRIDE THAT IS TO BE
O Soul of mine, look out and see
My bride, my bride that is to be!—
Reach out with mad, impatient hands,
And draw aside futurity
As one might draw a veil aside—