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The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Eva L. Ogden Lambert

“WHAT troubleth thee, Sweetheart?

For thine eyes are filled with tears.”—

I have dwelt in Arcadia, Love,

So many, many years!

“Is Arcadia fair, Sweetheart?

When I called, wert thou loth to go?”—

Nay, ask me not that, I pray,

For truly I do not know.

“Is Arcadia dear, Sweetheart,

That thine eyes are so heavy and wet?”—

Dear? O Love, how dear

I may not tell thee yet!

“Wouldst fain go back. Sweetheart?

It’s only a step to take.”—

No, no! not back! but hold me close,

For my heart is like to break.

Not for Arcadia lost—

Ah, Love, have I not thee?

But oh, the scent of those wind-swept hills

And the salt breath of that sea!