98. His Covenant or Protestation to Julia
Why dost thou wound and break my heart,As if we should for ever part?Hast thou not heard an oath from me,After a day, or two, or three,I would come back and live with thee?Take, if thou dost distrust that vow,This second protestation now:—Upon thy cheek that spangled tear,Which sits as dew of roses there,That tear shall scarce be dried beforeI’ll kiss the threshold of thy door;Then weep not, Sweet, but thus much know,—I’m half returned before I go.