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'THEY TELL ME YOU HAVE MARRIED'
They tell me you have married
Since I have been away;
But I, where have I tarried
So long? you say.
A year ago I named you
As mine; you vowed to stay
Mine only till I claimed you—
A year to-day!
And do I find you altered?
Your face is still the same;
But those full lips, which faltered
Once my name,
Are pledged unto another's
(Red wine—a goblet old);
And he has filled your mother's
Hands with gold.
