At_Last

On Whispers G.F.E. McGuiness

Asked if she might love me She said, 'Aye'. And giggled 'By and by.' My strength thus fed I lower bowed my head One leg enfolded as to kneel Sharing what my heart did feel And fearing for my very life Breathed,

"Would you ever be my wife?" With a sad and graceful sigh She said, "Aye." On whispers, low, through dungeon carried Were our spirits duly married.

As memory dwells These oaths reprise Such were Caitlin's lovely ayes.

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