A Wife Waits

Will’s at the dance in the Club-room below,
   Where the tall liquor-cups foam;
I on the pavement up here by the Bow,
   Wait, wait, to steady him home.

Will and his partner are treading a tune,
   Loving companions they be;
Willy, before we were married in June,
   Said he loved no one but me;

Said he would let his old pleasures all go
   Ever to live with his Dear.
Will’s at the dance in the Club-room below,
   Shivering I wait for him here.