II

’Twixt sunset and moonrise it was, I can mind:

Ah, ’tis easy to lose what we nevermore find!—

Of the dear stranger’s home, of his name, I knew nought,

But I soon knew his nature and all that it brought.

Then bitterly

Sobbed I that he

Should ever have tied up my garter for me!

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