I ’d been away from her three years,—about that,
  And I returned to find my Mary true;
And though I ’d question her, I did not doubt that
  It was unnecessary so to do.

’T was by the chimney-corner we were sitting:
  “Mary,” said I, “have you been...

Poet: Anonymous

From the Chinese by William. R. Alger

SHE says, “The cock crows,—hark!”
He says, “No! still ’t is dark.”

She says, “The dawn grows bright,”
He says, “O no, my Light.”

She says, “Stand up and say,
Gets not the heaven gray?”

He says, “...

Poet: Anonymous