Here’s doubt to distrust you and faith to believe you--
I am all, as you see, common earth, common dew;
Be wary, and mould me to roses, not rue![[1]]
Ah! shake out the filmy thing, fold after fold,
And see if you have me to keep and to hold--
Look close on my heart--see worst of its sinning--
It is not yours to-day for the yesterday’s winning--
The past is not mine--I am too proud to borrow--
You must grow to new heights if I love you to-morrow.[[2]]
We’re married! I’m plighted to hold up your praises,