WE knew it was not a valid thing, And only sanct in the sight of God (To use your phrase), as with fervent nod You swore your assent when I placed the ring On your pale slim hand. Our whispering Was soft as the fan of a turtledove That round our heads might have seemed to wing; So solemn were we; so sincere our love. We could do no better; and thus it stood Through a time of timorous secret bliss, Till we were divided, and never a kiss Of mine could touch you, or likelihood Illumed our sky that we might, or should Be each to each in the world's wide eye What we were unviewed; and our vows make good In the presence of parents and standers by. I was a striver with deeds to do, And little enough to do them with, And a comely woman of noble kith, With a courtly match to make, were you; And we both were young; and though sterling-true You had proved to our pledge under previous strains, Our "union," as we called it, grew Less grave to your eyes in your town campaigns. Well: the woeful neared, you needn't be told: The current news-sheets clarioned soon That you would be wived on a summer noon By a man of illustrious line and old: Nor better nor worse than the manifold Of marriages made, had there not been Our faith-swearing when fervent-souled, Which, to me, seemed a breachless bar between. We met in a Mayfair church, alone: (The request was mine, which you yielded to.) "But we were not married at all!" urged you: "Why, of course we were!" I said. Your tone, I noted, was world-wise. You went on: "'Twas sweet while it lasted. But you well know That law is law. He'll be, anon, My husband @3really@1. You, Dear, weren't so." "I wished -- but to learn if --" faltered I, And stopped. "But I'll sting you not. Farewell!" And we parted. -- Do you recall the bell That tolled by chance as we said good-bye?. . . I saw you no more. The track of a high, Sweet, liberal lady you've doubtless trod. -- All's past! No heart was burst thereby, And no one knew, unless it was God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE EMIGRATION TO AMERICA AND PEOPLING WESTERN COUNTRY by PHILIP FRENEAU THE NINETEENTH OF APRIL, 1861 by LUCY LARCOM THE HERONS OF ELMWOOD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW RECONCILIATION by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL THE PERSIANS (PERSAE): SALAMIS - MESSENGER by AESCHYLUS THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION; A POEM. ENLARGED VERSION: BOOK 4 by MARK AKENSIDE |