 | Studies in verse (1865) |  |
‘O Ruth, my Ruth, we two have surely been
Together many years, whose every day
Has only gone to me in this one dream,
That one fair noon, like this on which we speak,
I might come to you, as I came to-day,
And say the thought of years—Ruth, be my wife!’
Together many years, whose every day
Has only gone to me in this one dream,
That one fair noon, like this on which we speak,
I might come to you, as I came to-day,
And say the thought of years—Ruth, be my wife!’
| Studies in verse (1865) | |