C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Miss Barrett

“Yes!” I answered you last night;

“No!” this morning, Sir, I say!

Colours seen by candle-light

Will not look the same by day.

And we talk’d—oh, how we talk’d! her voice so cadenc’d in the talking,

Made another singing—of the soul! a music without bars—

While the leafy sounds of woodlands, humming round where we were walking,

Brought interposition worthy—sweet,—as skies about the stars,

And she spake such good thoughts natural, as if she always thought them.

By your truth she shall be true—

Ever true as wives of yore—

And her Yes, once said to you,

Shall be yes for evermore.

In your patience ye are strong.