My Darling ne'er betrayed my faith, But speak to me in whispers quaint Did she; and hung her head as if To say, “I love you so, but by dear Love I faint; and Faint for thee, Love —Forever and a day.” Then a day Could ne'er be complete, but for pain. A pain we two felt when Together we laid, in the hearts of Glee, In the eyes Of saints… Giving all that was taken Back in spades! Black as Pitch was my heart upon that day, But ivory white twas she, without Stains — In mine eye —but Death took her Anyway.
To my surprise she smiled, I was dismayed As she rode with the Shadows gayly , Into Hades. I saw the Jezebel for what she was, I was for a fool played without A just cause.