Poems (Davidson)/Ruth's Answer to Naomi
RUTH'S ANSWER TO NAOMI.
Entreat me not, I must not hear;Mark but this sorrow-beaming tear;Thy answer's written deeply nowOn this warm cheek and clouded brow;'Tis gleaming o'er this eye of sadness,Which only near thee sparkles gladness.
The hearts most dear to us are gone,And thou and I are left alone;Where'er thou wanderest, I will go,I'll follow thee through joy or woe;Shouldst thou to other countries fly,Where'er thou lodgest, there will I.
Thy people shall my people be,And to thy God I'll bend the knee;Whither thou fliest, will I fly,And where thou diest, I will die;And the same sod which pillows theeShall freshly, sweetly bloom for me.