human
My father wills it ; would have turned away, As lingering, or unwillingly; for then She would have done no damage to the past: Now she has roughly used it--flung it down And brushed its bloom away. If she had said,
gpt
Sir, I have promised; therefore, lo! my hand -- Would I have taken it? Ah no! by all Most sacred, no! I would for my sole share Have taken first her recollected blush The day I won her; next her shining tears-- The tears of our long parting; and for all The rest--her cry, her bitter heart-sick cry, That day or night (I know not which it was, The days being always night), that darkest night. When being led to her I heard her cry,
human
O blind! blind! blind!