SEA SPRAY &> SMOKE DRIFT 



Stephen and I, should we meet again, 

 Not as we've met in days that are gone, 



Will my pulses throb with pleasure or pain ? 

 (The rippling water murmurs on.) 



Old Giles, the gardener, strok't my curls, 



(The rippling water murmurs past), 

 Quoth he, *' In laces and silks and pearls 



My child will see her reflections cast ; 

 Now I trust in my heart that your lord will be 

 Kinder to you than he was to me, 

 When I lay in the jail, and my children three 



With their sickly mother kept bitter fast." 

 With Marmaduke now my will is law, 



Marmaduke's will may be law anon ; 

 Does the sheaf of velvet cover the claw ? 



(The rippling water murmurs on.) 



Dame Martha patted me on the cheek, 

 (The rippling water murmurs low), 



Saying, ** There are words that I fain would 

 speak — 

 Perhaps they were best unspoken though ; 



I can't persuade you to change your mind, 



And useless warnings are scarcely kind, 



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