100
WIFE TO HUSBAND.
Pardon the faults in me,
For the love of years ago:
Good bye.
I must drift across the sea,
I must sink into the snow,
I must die.
For the love of years ago:
Good bye.
I must drift across the sea,
I must sink into the snow,
I must die.
You can bask in this sun,
You can drink wine, and eat:
Good bye.
I must gird myself and run,
Though with unready feet:
I must die.
You can drink wine, and eat:
Good bye.
I must gird myself and run,
Though with unready feet:
I must die.
