Lota - Part III

A poem on Unrequited Love, by Augusta Webster

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There was a sudden catching in her breath,
But then she kissed him; and she said aloud,
As if she spoke to others more than him,
"You are my husband, I will stay with you
And be your nurse, with this good woman's help."

And Gervase did not speak; and Evelyn said
"Right, Lota; yet" - and stopped; but the nurse cried.
"Dear lady, no, this is no place for you -
Such people round us! such a wretched room!"
But Lota said, "Nay nay here is my place
Since there's no moving him" and with a fling
Of wonted wilfulness threw off her cloak.
And Gervase said "I watched last night - to-night
I'll watch again;" and Evelyn would not go
Although they urged her.

So through a long night
Together they kept watch. And oftenest
The sick man slept, and, if they lost the sound
Of his thick breathing, they would stoop to hark,
And whisper "Has he passed?" And every time
He wakened they would think it was for death;
And every time he settled back to sleep,
Would think "Now he'll not waken any more."
But yet the glimmering morning came and peered
Upon him sleeping, Lota's hand in his;
And the full flash of day, shewed them his face
Less deathly; and it seemed as if the light
Of life had sucked new oil, might flicker on
A day or two.

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