And he—oh, he turned first white and then red,
And then—'To her behest I bow myself,
Whom I love with my body and my soul:
Only a word i' the bowing! See, I write
One little word, no harm to see or hear!
Then, fear no further!' This is what he wrote.
I know you cannot read,—therefore, let me!
'My idol!'" ...
But I took it from her hand
And tore it into shreds. "Why, join the rest