is in Flanders with the Duke
Of Marlborough and Prince Eugene, shes grown Too apathetic
even to rebuke
Her idleness. What is she on this Earth? No woman
surely, since she neither can
Be wed nor single, must not let her mind Build
thoughts upon a man
Except for hers. Indeed that were no dearth
Were her Lord here, for well she knew his worth,
And when she thought of him her eyes were kind.
IV
Too lately wed to have forgot the wooing. Too
unaccustomed as a bride to feel
Other than strange delight at her wifes doing. Even at the
thought a gentle blush would steal
Over her face, and then her lips would frame Some little word
of loving, and her eyes
Would brim and spill their tears, when all they
saw Was the bright sun, slantwise
Through burgeoning trees, and all the mornings flame
Burning and quivering round her. With quick shame
She shut her heart and bent before the law.
V
He was a soldier, she was proud of that. This
was his house and she would keep it well.
His honour was in fighting, hers in what Hed left her here
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