Page:Captain Craig; a book of poems.djvu/166

152 "And I know more than I have told Of other life that is to be: I shall have earned it when it comes, And when it comes I shall be free.

"Not as I was before she came But farther on for having been The servitor, the slave of her— The fool, you think. But there's your sin—

"Forgive me!—and your ignorance: Could you but have the vision here That I have, you would understand As I do that all ways are clear

"For those who dare to follow them With earnest eyes and honest feet. But Sainte-Nitouche has made the way For me, and I shall find it sweet.

"Sweet with a bitter sting left?—Yes, Bitter enough, God knows, at first; But there are more steep ways than one To make the best look like the worst;

"And here is mine—the dark and hard, For me to follow, trust, and hold: