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.