Sobbing she spoke as if but half awake,
Her eyes far-fixed beyond me, far beyond
All hope of mine.--So it was for his sake,
His love, that she had suffered!... blind and fond,
For what return!... And I to nurse a snake,
And never dream its nature would respond
With some such fang of venom! 'T was for this
That I had ventured all, to find her his!