When I Am In Hell Or Some Such Place, A-Groaning Over My Sorry Case, What Will Those Seven Women Say To Me Who, When I Coaxed Them, Answered "Aye" To Me? "I Did Not Understand Your Sign!" Will Be The Words Of Caroline; While Jane Will Cry, "If I'd Had Proof Of You, I Should Have Learnt To Hold Aloof Of You!" "I Won't Reproach: It Was To Be!" Will Dryly Murmur Cicely; And Rosa: "I Feel No Hostility, For I Must Own I Lent Facility." Lizzy Says: "Sharp Was My Regret, And Sometimes It Is Now! But Yet I Joy That, Though It Brought Notoriousness, I Knew Love Once And All Its Gloriousness!" Says Patience: "Why Are We Apart? Small Harm Did You, My Poor Sweet Heart! A Manchild Born, Now Tall And Beautiful, Was Worth The Ache Of Days Undutiful." And Anne Cries: "O The Time Was Fair, So Wherefore Should You Burn Down There? There Is A Deed Under The Sun, My Love, And That Was Ours. What's Done Is Done, My Love. These Trumpets Here In Heaven Are Dumb To Me With You Away. Dear, Come, O Come To Me!"