I say I’ll seek Her Thomas Hardy

I say, "I'll seek her side
       &nbsp Ere hindrance interposes;"
       &nbsp But eve in midnight closes,
And here I still abide.

When darkness wears I see
       &nbsp Her sad eyes in a vision;
       &nbsp They ask, "What indecision
Detains you, Love, from me? -

"The creaking hinge is oiled,
       &nbsp I have unbarred the backway,
       &nbsp But you tread not the trackway;
And shall the thing be spoiled?

"Far cockcrows echo shrill,
       &nbsp The shadows are abating,
       &nbsp And I am waiting, waiting;
But O, you tarry still!"