156

You love me-you are sure-
I shall not fear mistake-
I shall not cheated wake-
Some grinning morn-
To find the Sunrise left-
And Orchards-unbereft-
And Dollie-gone!

I need not start-you're sure-
That night will never be-
When frightened-home to Thee I run-
To find the windows dark-
And no more Dollie-mark-
Quite none?

Be sure you're sure-you know-
I'll bear it better now-
If you'll just tell me so-
Than when-a little dull Balm grown-
Over this pain of mine-
You sting-again!