Yet scarce a week before and she
Had smiled and looked on life with glee
Dreamed dreams of everlasting bliss
And reveled in her lover’s kiss.
His mistress? yes but oft he’d said
He loved her madly, soon they’d wed;
Love-blind she hung on every word
While ugly rumors went unheard.
Then came the day which like a thief
Stole joy and filled her heart with grief;