When Love Went by
By Theodosia Garrison
(In “The Woman’s Home Companion.”)
When Love went by I scarcely bent
My eyes to see the way he went.
Life had so many joys to show,
What time I had to watch him go,
Or bid him in, whom folly sent.
But when the day was well nigh spent,
From out the casement long I leant,
Ah, would I had been watching so
When Love went by!
Gray day with dismal nights are blent,
Lonely and sad and discontent;
I would his feet had been more slow.
Oh, heart of mine, how could we know
Or realize what passing meant
When Love went by?