Or, if she changed, as it comes about
A life may change through trouble and doubt,—
As a candle flickers and then goes out,—
'Twas only to grow more quiet and wan,
Sadly waiting at dusk and at dawn
For the coming of love forever gone.
And so, one night, when the star looked in,
It kissed her face that was white and thin,
And murmured, "Come! thou free of sin!"