The Wedding Guest: A Friend of the Bride and Bridegroom
Chapter 5
A GLANCE--a thought--a blow-- It stings him to the core. A question--will it lay him low? Or will time heal it o'er?
He kindles at the name-- He sits and thinks apart; Time blows and blows it to a flame, Burning within his heart.
He loves it though it burns, And nurses it with care; He feels the blissful pain by turns With hope, and with despair.