The Dead Love
If my Love had lived to be —
What she ev’n had proved to me —
Stay of Heav’n, and guiding light,
God! I had not known this night!
If my Love had lived to prove
All the springs where lay my love,
She had found how wondrous fair,
Yea, and full, its waters were.
And I then had never known
Peace or pain but was her own —
If my Love had lived to wed.
But my Love is dead — she’s dead!
William Blocksidge, Songs o’ the South, London: Watts, 1908, p. 38
ev’n = (vernacular) even
heav’n = (vernacular) heaven
yea = yes; indeed; truly; an affirmation (especially an affirmative vote), an indication of assent