Driftwood

Driftwood

Although we are so near, we are so far,

As if the seat of [?] did intervene;

I cannot share the glories of thy star,

I cannot dwell where thou [?] queen!

So I the slender thread of life pursue,
True as thou art to me, shall I be true.

Unattributed

4:3, p. 3

1890.10.11