SYDNEY DOBELL

Carry me to his dear side,

And let the halls be trim ;

Whistly, whistly/ said she,

4 1 am wan with watching and wail,

He must not wake to see me pale,

Let me sleep with him.

See you keep the tryst for me,

I would rest till he awake

And rise up like a bride.

But whistly, whistly ! ' said she.

'Yet rejoice your Lord doth live;

And for His dear sake

Say Z,aus, Domine*

Silent they cast down their eyes, And every breast a sob did rive, She lifted her in wild surprise And they dared not disobey.

Laus DeoJ said the Steward, hoary when her days were new ; Laus Deo' said the Warrener, whiter than the warren snows ; Laus DeoJ the bald Henchman, who had nursed her on his knee.

The old Nurse moved her lips in vain, And she stood among the train Like a dead tree shaking dew. Then the Priest he softly stept Midway in the little band, And he took the Lady's hand. 6 Laus Deo, 1 he said aloud, 4 Laus Deo? they said again, Yet again, and yet again, Humbly crossed and lowly bow'd, Till in wont and fear it rose To the Sabbath strain.

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