I SAY  I'LL SEEK HER

 I say, "I'll seek her side

     Ere hindrance interposes;"

     But eve in midnight closes,

    And here I still abide.

    When darkness wears I see

     Her sad eyes in a vision;

     They ask, "What indecision

    Detains you, Love, from me? -

    "The creaking hinge is oiled,

     I have unbarred the backway,

     But you tread not the trackway;

    And shall the thing be spoiled?

    "Far cockcrows echo shrill,

     The shadows are abating,

     And I am waiting, waiting;

    But O, you tarry still!"

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