Nay, do not weep, I have sworn to do it, and were I to break my oath I should be dishonoured.' 'And because of this oath of yours I must be widowed, Thomas, before I am a wife?
You go and I shall never see you more.' 'Who can say, my sweet?
My father went over seas and came back safe, having passed through many perils.' 'Yes, he came back and--not alone.

You are young, Thomas, and in far countries there are ladies great and fair, and how shall I hold my own in your heart against them, I being so far away ?' 'I swear to you, Lily--' 'Nay, Thomas, swear no oaths lest you should add to your sins by breaking them.

Yet, love, forget me not, who shall forget you never.
Perhaps--oh! it wrings my heart to say it--this is our last meeting on the earth.

If so, then we must hope to meet in heaven.

At the least be sure of this, while I live I will be true to you, and father or no father, I will die before I break my troth.