Thou’rt coming, I know, from the west.
Alas! if thou findest me pouting,
’Tis only my love that alarms;
Forgive, then, I pray thee, my doubting,
And take me once more to thine arms!
DEATH SCENE.[¹]
(PHOEBE CARY.)
[¹] Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co.