IN THREE DAYS. 1. So, I shall see her in three days And just one night, but nights are short, 2. Too long, this time of year, the days! 3. O loaded curls, release your store The tingling hair did, lights and darks -Out-breaking into fairy sparks When under curl and curl I pried After the warmth and scent inside What great fear 4. should one say, "Three days That change the world, might change as well Your fortune; and if joy delays, Be happy that no worse befell." What small fear-if another says, "Three days and one short night beside May throw no shadow on your ways; But years must teem with change untried, With an end somewhere undescried." No fear! or if a fear be born This minute, it dies out in scorn. Fear? I shall see her in three days |