Unknown——
Xim. Oh! pardon, pardon that I veil’d
My thoughts from thee! But thou hadst woes enough,
And mine came o’er me when thy soul had need
Of more than mortal strength! For I had scarce
Given the deep consciousness that I was loved
A treasure’s place within my secret heart,
When earth’s brief joy went from me!
’Twas at morn
I saw the warriors to their field go forth,