And if he come back some day,
What shall be said to him?--
One for him waited, say,
Until her eyes grew dim....
And if again he spake,
And did not know me more?--
Like a sister answer make,
He might be suffering sore....
And if he would be told
Where you are dwelling now?--
Give him my ring of gold,
And bend your silent brow....
And if he miss the clock's tick,
And see the dust on the floor?--
Show him the lamp's burnt wick,
Show him the open door....
And if his last he saith,
And ask how you fell asleep?--
Tell him I smiled in death,
For fear lest he should weep....