VIII
"I KNOW," she said, "I am a fool to weep,
I know the time will pass, however black.
Oh, Jim, if I could take a drug, and sleep
And sleep till you come back."Do you remember how poor Juliet said:
'Think you that we shall ever meet again?'
And what was poor weak Romeo instead
Of you. . . a king of men!"Don't be surprised to find me at the train
With pipes and garlands and a choric dance,
Telling the porters: 'That is J. H. Wayne,
My one supreme romance.' "So it seemed natural to Lee to speak,
If Wayne were going away for a week.