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The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Eva L. Ogden Lambert

The Day After the Betrothal

“WHAT troubleth thee, Sweetheart?

For thine eyes are filled with tears.”—

I have dwelt in Arcadia, Love,

So many, many years!

“Is Arcadia fair, Sweetheart?

When I called, wert thou loth to go?”—

Nay, ask me not that, I pray,

For truly I do not know.

“Is Arcadia dear, Sweetheart,

That thine eyes are so heavy and wet?”—

Dear? O Love, how dear

I may not tell thee yet!

“Wouldst fain go back. Sweetheart?

It’s only a step to take.”—

No, no! not back! but hold me close,

For my heart is like to break.

Not for Arcadia lost—

Ah, Love, have I not thee?

But oh, the scent of those wind-swept hills

And the salt breath of that sea!