IV. Time and Eternity
XXVIII. I wish I knew that woman's name

I WISH I knew that woman's name,
        So, when she comes this way,
To hold my life, and hold my ears,
        For fear I hear her say

She's 'sorry I am dead,' again,
        Just when the grave and I
Have sobbed ourselves almost to sleep, --
        Our only lullaby.