To My Wife

By Archibald Lampman

Though fancy and the might of rhyme,

That turneth like the tide,

Have borne me many a musing time,

Beloved, from thy side.

Ah yet, I pray thee, deem not, Sweet,

Those hours were given in vain;

Within these covers to thy feet

I bring them back again.

FromAmong the Millet and Other Poems by Archibald Lampman