The Love Amie

(Dedicated to Mrs. Amy Jacques Garvey)



I wandered far in life's stern way

To seek the good of every day;

But fell among the thieves of Thane,

Who tried to rob my honest name.



I found no brotherhood in man;

But here and there a vicious clan;

No truth, no love, no justice find

Their way into these groups unkind.



But you have been a light to me,

A fond and dear, and true Amic;

So what care I for falsest friend,

When on your love I can depend.



To steal one's wealth is always trash,

O'er which some men are ne'er abash;

But then to steal and blot a name,

It takes the courage of a Thane,



But all they do is only nought,

Because the battle has been fought,

And I have won your love, Amie,

The greatest treasure I can see.