Excerpt from Vane’s Story: Weddah and Om-El-Bonain, and Other Poems
This is the story (t O God be the glory Which Vane, found in bed When a splash of fierce red From the sunset made strange The street’s Opposite range, Told me who, astonished, Had firstly admonished, Then asked him outright, On the spree all last night? Pale looked he, and queer; But his speech calm and clear, And his voice sweet and strong, SO swayed me ere long, That I almost or quite Believed him that night.
He named not the hall Where he went to the ball Of his friends I could trace None who knew of the case, Nor the Jones, nor the Brown There are myriads in town The landlord avows He went out with his spouse After tea Slept at Bow, At her sister’s.
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