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The happiest creature on God's blessed earth? And for the future—ask if the hereafter— I only ask the present—if he loves me? Children and sorrow come together. First Are sleepless nights, and cradle watchings—next Your age is vexed with maiden fantasies, And your girl's lover costeth you more care Than ever did your own. It is not well! You did not always blame me, mother dear! When first I sought the casement, just to watch Our stately hero pass, you came as well; And when his dark eye sought me out with smiles, Did you not feel the greeting half your own?

My foolish fondness for thee was too kind. When he came often—came here day by day— And well we knew his coming was for me— Were you not proud and joyful as myself. When on our threshold waiting, and for him, Was I called back, my mother? I never thought it would have gone so far— And when, at length, wrapped in his cloak, he came, Who was it greeted—gladly too—our guest? I leant upon my chair, pale, trembling—still As if spell bound: I could not speak to him. He is so kind—so frank—one cannot choose, But give the cheerful welcome which he makes.