An Old Song Ended

“How should I your true love know

From another one?”

“By his cockle-hat and staff

And his sandal-shoon.”

“And what signs have told you now

That he hastens home?”

“Lo! the spring is nearly gone,

He is nearly come.”

“For a token is there nought,

Say, that he should bring?”

“He will bear a ring I gave

And another ring.”

“How may I, when he shall ask,

Tell him who lies there?”

“Nay, but leave my face unveiled

And unbound my hair.”

“Can you say to me some word

I shall say to him?“

“Say I'm looking in his eyes

Though my eyes are dim.”