Jocelyn Pook Follow

And the wreath is on my brow
Satin and jewels grand
Are all at my command
And I am happy now

And my lord he loves me well
But, when first he breathed his vow
I felt my bosom swell
For the words rang as a knell
And the voice seemed his who fell
In the battle down the dell
And who is happy now

But he spoke to re-assure me
And he kissed my pallid brow
While a reverie came o'er me
And to the church-yard bore me
And I sighed to him before me
Thinking him dead D'Elormie
"Oh, I am happy now!"

And thus the words were spoken
And this the plighted vow
And, though my faith be broken
And, though my heart be broken
Here is a ring, as token
That I am happy now

Would God I could awaken
For I dream, I know not how
And my soul is sorely shaken
Lest an evil step be taken
Lest the dead who is forsaken
May not be happy now

And the wreath is on my brow
Satin and jewels grand