Lapsus Calami (Apr 1891)/Lines at the River Side
Appearance
Lines at the River Side.
Shewing how the Poet was unfortunately disappointed
of a most Tragic Theme.
'Tis but a work of the loom,'Tis but a shawl on the grass,'Tis but a remnant, alas!Remnant of what and of whom?
Surely some victim of woeLeft it to bleach on the brink,Left it to plunge and to sinkUnder the waters below.
Doubt, hesitation and fear,Madness, delusion, despair,All of them culminate there,There by the swift rushing weir.
Was it a husband she fled,Drunken, of reason bereft?Was it a child that she leftPeaceful and pale in its bed?
Rash was the folly, I trow,Vice got the best of the strife.One little moment of life!What would she give for it now?
Ha! what has shattered it all?How is my muse disarray'd?Only a nursery maidCome back to look for her shawl.
Out of School at Eton.