Thenightwasdarkwhenshewentaway, andtheyslept.
Thenightisdarknow, andIcallforher, “Comeback, mydarling; theworldisasleep; andnoonewouldknow, ifyoucomeforamomentwhilestarsaregazingatstars.”
Shewentawaywhenthetreeswereinbudandthespringwasyoung.
NowtheflowersareinhighbloomandIcall, “Comeback, .”
Thosethatusedtoplayareplayingstill, sospendthriftislife.
Ilistentotheirchatterandcall, “Comeback, mydarling, formother’sheartisfulltothebrimwithlove, andifyoucometosnatchonlyonelittlekissfromhernoonewillgrudgeit.”
