UNDER HER DARK VEIL
Under her dark veil she wrung her hands.
"Why are you so pale today?"
"Because I made him drink of stinging grief
Until he got drunk on it.
How can I forget? He staggered out,
His mouth twisted in agony.
I ran down not touching the bannister
And caught up with him at the gate.
I cried.`A joke!
That's all it was, if you leave, I'll die`
He smiled calmly and grimly
And told me `Don't stand here in the wind`"