Love
Esther, XXXVII
From The Poetical Works (1914), vol. I
She seemed to change as if with a change of the wind.
And growing serious sighed, " Now look," she said,
" You think me a mad woman and unkind,
But that is nonsense. I am sound of head
And not unsound of heart, ah, no, not there !
But you turn my head with your John the Baptist's face.
I will not be made jealous, so beware."
She looked entreatingly as if for grace,
And held mo by the arm. " We are strangers both
Among these heavy Lyonnese. By right
We so should hold together. Tell me truth.
You never saw me, did you, till to-night ? "
I said, " I came here not twelve hours ago !
Why should you think it ? " " No," she broke in, " no.
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