Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 72

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LXXII WHITHER AWAY?
"Where are you going, Master mine?" "Mistress of mine, farewell!Pledge me a cup of golden wine!Light shall be dark and darkness shine    Before I tell!?"
"O go you by the firwoods blue? And by the Fairies' Trysting Tree?""No, for the path is grown with rueAnd nightshade's purple fruit, since you    Walked there with me!"
O go you by the pastures high— A grassy road and daisies fair?""No, for I saw them fade and dieOn the bright evening, love, that I    Sat with you there."
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