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Except thou tell me the very truth I will kill myself with this

hanger." [FN#450] When his mother heard him speak of his father

she wept, remembering her cousin and her bridal night with him

and all that occurred there and then, and she repeated these

couplets:-

"Love in my heart they lit and went their ways, * And all I love

to furthest lands withdrew; And when they left me sufferance also

left, * And when we parted Patience bade adieu: They fled and

flying with my joys they fled, * In very constancy my spirit

flew: They made my eyelids flow with severance tears * And to the

parting-pang these drops are due: And when I long to see

reunion-day, * My groans prolonging sore for ruth I sue: Then in

my heart of hearts their shapes I trace, * And love and longing

care and cark renew: O ye, whose names cling round me like a

cloak, * Whose love yet closer than a shirt I drew, Beloved ones!

how long this hard despite? * How long this severance and this

coy shy flight?"