Sonnet XXXIV

With the same heart,. I said, I'll answer thee

As those, when thou shalt call me by my name—

Lo, the vain promise! Is the same, the same,

Perplexed and ruffled by life's strategy?

When called before, I told how hastily

I dropped my flowers, or brake off from a game,

To run and answer with the smile that came

At play last moment, and went on with me

Through my obedience. When I answer now,

I drop a grave thought;—break from solitude:—

Yet still my heart goes to thee... ponder how..

Not as to a single good but all my good!

Lay thy hand on it, best one, and allow

That no child's foot could run fast as this blood.