And have seen your lover on sick-leave home -
That soldier of yours -
Who swore to meet you, or Strike-him-dumb;

"But has kept himself of late away;
Yet,--in short, he's coming, I heard him say -
That lover of yours -
To this very spot on this very day."

"--Then I'll wait, I'll wait, through wet or dry!
I'll give him a goblet brimming high -
This lover of mine -
And not of complaint one word or sigh!"

"--Nell, him I have chanced so much to see,
That--he has grown the lover of me! -
That lover of yours -
And it's here our meeting is planned to be."



THE MILESTONE BY THE RABBIT-BURROW
(ON YELL'HAM HILL)



In my loamy nook
As I dig my hole
I observe men look
At a stone, and sigh