A WOMAN'S FANCY
"AH, Madam; you've indeed come bach here?
'Twas sad—your husband's so swift death,
And you away! You shouldn't have left him:
It hastened his last breath."
"Dame, I am not the lady you think me;
I know not her, nor know her name;
I've come to lodge here—a friendless woman;
My health my only aim."
She came; she lodged. Wherever she rambled
They held her as no other than
The lady named; and told how her husband
Had died a forsaken man.
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