I Drew The Letter Out, While Gleamed The Sloping Sun From Under A Roof Of Cloud Whose Verge Rose Visibly. The Burning Ball Flung Rays That Seemed Stretched Like A Warp Without A Woof Across The Levels Of The Lea To Where I Stood, And Where They Beamed As Brightly On The Page Of Proof That She Had Shown Her False To Me As If It Had Shown Her True - Had Teemed With Passionate Thought For My Behoof Expressed With Their Own Ardency!