SHE WATCHED FOR HIM.
I
She watch'd for him at dawn, and she watch'd for him at noon,
Though well she knew she could not hope to see him come so soon;
She could not rest,—but peeping thro' her casement's leafy screen,
She watch'd the spot where she was told his form would first be seen.
II
He came not with the dawn, and he came not with the noon,
Nor came he when the sun went down, and rose the silver moon;
She could not rest,—but wearily sought her casement still,
And watch'd—and listen'd for the sound of horsemen on the hill.
III
Night pass'd—and morn, — the sun in noontide radiance shone,
Far off she saw his waving plume,—he came—but not alone;
A smiling bride was by his side,—she heard the bridal strain!
Her weary eyes were dim with tears,—she could not look again.
