II.

Where my heart is (wherever that may be)

Might I but follow!

If you fly thither over heath and lea,

O honey-seeking bee,

O careless swallow!

Bid some for whom I watch keep watch for me

Alas! that we must dwell, my heart and I,

So far asunder.

Hours wax to days, and days and days creep by;

I watch with wistful eye,

I wait and wonder:

When will that day draw nigh--that hour draw nigh?

Not yesterday, and not I think to-day;

Perhaps to-morrow.

Day after day "to-morrow," thus I say:

I watched so yesterday

In hope and sorrow,

Again to-day I watch the accustomed way.

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